"Forgive me for asking, but it seems the two of you are quite close, though I was under the impression this is the first time you've met." Scarlett's voice was light, but her fan was pointed directly toward Hendrix's hand, still brushing against Florian's cheek.
'I swear, Scarlett…' Florian thought sharply. 'This is her payback for teasing her earlier with Athena.'
Athena's curious gaze shifted between them. "Come to think of it, Your Highness, you two do seem like you're familiar." Her tone was gentle, but there was a note of genuine interest.
Florian's mind raced. He could lie—of course, he could—but no matter what he said, anyone with eyes could see that strangers didn't casually touch each other's faces like this.
'This is all Hendrix's fault!' His pulse spiked. 'Why is he being so touchy—especially in front of Scarlett and Athena?'
Hendrix's chuckle was low and warm. "Oh well, it seems I was being too obvious." Florian turned toward him instantly.
