Chapter 36 - Touch

'Her', my fist clenched hard against the sheets.

"I'm sure there's someone more deserving of your affections" I state with a shrug of my shoulders.

"Seeing as having a wife means nothing to you... Lord Cedric", I made sure I emphasized the word Lord Cedric with malice.

"Do you see me a villain?"

"I'm not sure what to describe you," I said being puzzled myself.

"You show no affections and the ladies of society are convinced, you have no desire for a woman, tell me how should I see you then if not as a man"

I was beginning to wonder if his time at war was what changed him or was he always like this? Maybe 'Her' was able to melt his cold heart, I didn't care.

"I have no desire" He stated with a thoughtful expression, his green eyes then fell on me, he leaned close as my breath caught.

"Shall I show you? If I have any desires"

I gulped, hard. What on earth does he mean by that? Whatever it is, I should stay strong.

"Maybe you could show who you fancy what you desire," I said with a shrug.

Before I could blink he grabbed me by my waist yanking me close to his body, I gasped at the sudden action.

"Are we talking about someone else or are you gonna answer my question", his eyes instantly darken,

I shivered, locked in his arms not knowing what to do.

My heart slammed loudly in my chest, my eyes glued on his, unable to take my gaze off his amazing features, seeing his darken eyes I figured I should answer.

"H-How do you intend to show?" I asked shaky, my cheeks flushed.

A side smile flashed his lips, it was faint and brief. His grip on my waist tighten a bit, the touch, the imprint from his hand felt like it would burn my skin.

I suddenly wasn't cold anymore but hot.

His other hand came to my forehead, the slight brief touch of his fingers against it, and then it moved to my bangs pushing it aside in a soft gentle matter that melted my heart.

And then he shifts some curls of my hair to fall at my back, he did it in much slow action, exposing my shoulders, all the way my gaze never left him, that same fingers moved to my cheek, the full touch of it against my skin set my body ablaze, it moved like drawing a line from cheek to my chin, his touch was so gentle, I was surprised by this, I always thought him to be a rough man because of war, I was told war changed men and made them hard.

But this man before me touched me as if I was breakable, that too much would crack my skin, my chest felt heavy and warm, I never knew he could touch me so.

His fingers traveled from my chin to my chiseled neck, drawing a line pattern on it, it felt like my body would crumble from his mere touch, oh and the feeling to my core was nowhere near what I felt.

His eyes darken more as his gaze fell on my neck, I saw something within it that I couldn't explain, he always had this strange look whenever his gaze was on my neck, I wondered why.

"D-Do you feel?" I asked softly.

His gaze broke from my neck and met mine, there was something about his dark green eyes, I couldn't explain how I was feeling also, all I knew at this point was that I should follow my heart, my papa has always told me to and that has always made me feel free as long as I knew it was right.

This felt right, to touch him too.

My hand hesitantly reach for his face, my heart slamming with hard beats, his curious eyes on mine, wondering what move I was about to take.

I took a deep breath as I placed my palm on his cheek, I did it slowly, the moment my hand came in contact with his skin he flinch a bit... like my touch stung him.

His confused gaze on me, he felt it. He grabs my hand against his cheek pulling it down and using it to yank me more to his body.

I groaned as my chest brushed against his at the sudden action, we were so close now, our faces inches apart, I was beginning to wonder what move he would take as his eyes searched mine.

"Did you feel?" I asked curiously, he must have if not then he wouldn't have reacted that way, I thought it was 'Her' who made him feel, but right now I was having a mixed vibe here like I was the one who made him feel, was I?

Cedric's silence only made me eager, I wondered what was going on in his head at this point, he haven't answered me, the silence was becoming more prominent, the only thing I could hear was my beating heart.

Our faces were so close, I wondered if he would kiss me, my eyes fell on those lips of his that I have tasted three times, the eagerness I felt to place mine on his and allow it to roam so I could feel it, I wondered how it would be if not just our lips touch but more.

My other hand itched to touch him again, what was wrong with me? I was becoming touchy, I wanted to touch him more than I could bear, even if it was just a slight gesture, I wanted to feel my hand against his body.

I placed my other hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat slowly, it was so slow I was beginning to wonder if it was even beating at all.

"Your heart," I said so softly that I couldn't even hear myself, my gaze lands on him, to demand an explanation.

"It beats so slow".

Was this normal?