Evelyn's teeth dug into her bottom lip.
Why was Zayne bothered though? Who cared whether she loved or didn't love another man? Yes, they were betrothed, but that was contractual, wasn't it? It wasn't as if they were in any form of relationship, so why was he being this way?
Was it because of the kiss? That couldn't have been some boundaries crossed, right? It was just a kiss…
Evelyn scratched roughly at her head, grunting at the headache she was having. These thoughts felt painful.
She didn't even have the courage to step in there—
The door pulled open too suddenly and she dropped face-first, almost hitting the ground.
Zayne caught her with an arm wrapped around her stomach. She stared at the floor that was barely a few inches away from her. Her chest was pounding, throat bouncing in thick swallows.
"I don't really appreciate you loitering around my door," he said, lifting her back onto her feet.
