“I don’t know who he is, but the man who caused you to escape into your world of fake heroes and hide from the touch of a man was a coward.” With him so near, I have a hard time breathing. He gets closer to give more detail to one of the rose petals he’s painting, and as I feel his breath against my skin, goose bumps instantly cover my body. “How so?” I pant lightly. His head is close to mine, and he only turns to meet my eyes. “He was too afraid that he wouldn’t be able to handle a gorgeous, fiery woman.”
