The sudden kiss left Avery breathless, her entire body frozen in shock. She could hardly process what had just happened. Her lips tingled where Silas's had touched, the warmth of him still lingering, searing through her like fire. She could not believe it—Silas Blackwood had kissed her.... again!
The way he had been behaving lately… it was as if—no, she dared not even think it, that he had feelings for her.
Her heart leapt at the dangerous thought, hammering wildly in her chest, but she forced herself to sober. No. She couldn't allow her mind to wander into that fantasy.
It was impossible. There was no way Silas could ever like her like that. It had to be another one of his games.
Yet, when Silas finally pulled back, breaking the kiss, his expression was nothing like the arrogant smirk she had braced herself for. Instead, he stared at her with visible pain etched across his face.
