(Arata)
The solitaire-styled pendant was tiny, delicate and absolutely stunning. It was something I would prefer.
I could sense Karsten right behind me, watching and assessing over my shoulder what I would choose.
As soon as I decided on the rose necklace he took it upon himself to drape it around my neck. The rough fingertips rubbed against my skin making goosebumps appear.
Somehow, his touch didn't repel me, nor did it feel invasive.
Armanta handed me a hand mirror.
He certainly knew how to win over a woman; no wonder too many of his jilted exes wished to get back with him. My mind did wonder how different he acted with the women he actually dated.
Did he often smile at them or remain stoic?
How he must be in bed? Was he better than Twisted Rider?
Nah! No one could surpass him, I was extremely sure. Not even my haughty boss.
Damn! What was I thinking and where was I staring?
