The blush shot into my cheeks and my head shot up. He grinned and his eyes sparkled with mischief. It didn't bother him in the slightest but he loved how embarrassing it was for me.
Once again, I cursed my inexperience, even though he seemed to love it.
When our eyes met, his expression suddenly became serious and he sat up.
"s**t Mary, your face."
Huh. My face what was wrong with my face.
Joshua put both his hands on my cheeks.
I nuzzled my cheeks against his hands. I felt the familiar tingling of his touch. My lips parted slightly as my breathing quickened.
Just as I was about to lose myself in his eyes and his touch, I realized it.
My face no longer hurt. How was that possible? Yesterday I had a large bruise on the right side of my face.
I searched his gaze to confirm my sus
