"Why?" she finally articulated it in the most steady way possible, though the tremor in her hands told me she was anything but. "Why are you so sure of yourself? You're just a pack house guard, aren't you? Why should I trust you to keep us safe if we step out at this ungodly hour?"
I smirked. This was it. The moment I'd been waiting for. She already knew. I wasn't Mateo. This was like her way of giving me a chance to redeem myself and come out clean.
I would not deny who I was, nor would I admit it.
"Maybe I'm more than I seem." I interlocked my gaze with hers, drowning myself in the enchantment of her green eyes.
Argh, those eyes…
I moved closer again as I couldn't help myself. My hand brushed just a little too close to her waist, a touch that was both intimate and invasive. I could feel her flinch, but it was different this time.
