Then her eyes widened, following him as he dropped to one knee before her. Faythe’s breath hitched when his fingers grazed her upper thigh, working on the dagger sheath she’d been in the midst of securing. When he pulled to tighten the buckle, she jerked, her hand instinctively raising to his shoulder for balance. As it did, Reylan’s sparkling sapphire eyes flashed up to her through long lashes, and Spirits be damned, she hoped he didn’t detect the desire that flushed her body at his gaze.
