Chapter 226. Calm Down

“Calm down, señorita,” he whispered, sensing her fear, and nuzzled into her soft neck, his beard caressing her skin. “Relax,” he muttered upon feeling the involuntary tremors of her fingers, which rested on his bare torso. He knew she was anxious and fretful, and her slow, shallow breaths were evidence of it.

Her mind felt stuck as if it had frozen. She was unable to process anything. Her limbs were locked, anticipation fogging her mind with specks of fear, causing her voice to get caught in her throat, making her tongue go dry and heavy in her mouth. Her throat parched.

For a moment, she was surprised by how fast he actually was. Just five seconds ago, he had been sitting beside her, and now he was all over her.

How on earth?

“You’re too fast,” she muttered under her breath, saying what was in her mind, making him chuckle—indicating to her that he had heard what she said. Her eyes widened.