The heat of his breath brushed her skin as his lips got too close, and in an instant, Elsie's pale face flushed a glaring red.
Furious, she slapped him right across the face.
William blinked, seemingly snapping out of a daze. His unfocused eyes landed on her crimson cheeks and those sharp, glossy eyes glaring at him like she could strangle him on the spot.
He stared for a moment, then slowly came back to his senses.
His hand, suspended mid-air where it definitely shouldn’t be, paused. Then he lifted both hands like he was surrendering.
“Sorry… I thought I was dreaming.”
With his face still pale from the fever and his eyes slightly red and glassy, he looked way too pitiful—like a big bad wolf pretending to be innocent.
Elsie’s brows tightened in frustration. “Even in
