"Are you going to meet that gardener?" There was an edge to his voice.
"I'm going to my room," Just as she removed her hand from his back, he grabbed it once again intertwining their fingers, "Even if I meet him, that's not something you should interfere in. And you should address Mr. Reiner more respectful-"
"Shhh. Don't take his name when you can do much better things with that pretty little mouth of yours," He pressed a finger on her lips, feeling them tremble right under his touch, a hint of blush remained on her fair skin perhaps because the depth of his words settled in her mind. She wasn't entirely naïve and he was sure of it.
His gaze darkened as he stepped back from her, putting an appropriate distance between, "Come back soon. I might not feel like going anywhere later.''
