Chapter 225. Tend to My Wounds

She knew if she stared directly into his gray orbs, it would give a kick to the feelings that had encompassed her now. She wanted to look anywhere but into his intense gray orbs that always made tight knots form in her stomach and had her queasy

“Yes?” she blinked her eyes, swallowing her nervousness, trying not to show him. If she showed what she was feeling, then he might get close to her and further increase her nervousness. She was aware of his teasing habit.

“Go on,” he stated, observing her shocked expression as if she had seen him shirtless for the first time. It was comical for him. He loved how red her cheeks were turning and how she was trying to hold in what she was feeling.

She gave a curt nod, unlocking her hands. She didn’t know why, but seeing him without a shirt made her nervous, and the endearment he used for her brought up some sweet memories—when he used to be extremely lenient with her. When he hadn’t