Christian’s whole body goes still as he takes me in, his gaze dropping to my heels and back up again, lingering on the bodice. I hold my breath, anticipation thrumming through me as his face flickers with something unreadable, an emotion gone too quick for me to catch. And then he smiles. It’s a… nice smile. A normal smile. A normal, friendly, pleasant smile, and one that I’m immediately disappointed by.
