Serena tilted her head and raised her brows as though she did not hear his question. She nearly choked on her spit. Her eyes widened, mouth slightly ajar in a horrified "oh," which only prompted a rich laugh from Darius.
"Only confident when I'm asleep, eh?" he teased, his tone annoyingly amused.
Serena wanted nothing more than to dart behind the nearest tree and vanish into the night. Her cheeks warmed instantly, a slow flush creeping up her neck. Yes, she wanted another kiss, but why did he have to hear her?
"You misheard," she defended weakly.
Darius folded his arms, one brow arching in mock disbelief. "Did I now?"
Serena swallowed hard and gave a sheepish nod. "Maybe you had a dream about it."
He clicked his tongue and gave her a crooked grin. "You said I misheard- now it's a dream?" He whistled lowly, half impressed, half incredulous. "Which one is it? I told you, you're a terrible liar."
"Well-"
