Chapter 79: Heathford (5)
“That’s crazy. Alright, Miss. You should enjoy the sea.”
“Oh! Stop it! Ah! Help!”
As she grimaced and hugged his head tightly, the man chuckled. He looked obviously pleased. His thin pyjamas crumpled under her hand, and her shawl gently fell onto the sandy beach.
The sea breeze wasn’t too harsh, so it didn’t feel particularly cold despite their light clothing. No, on second thought, she didn’t feel cold at all. Frowning, she looked at Liam. It seemed like he had done something to ward off the cold. Just like… yes, just like the warmth of Nifoisse Hall.
Sitting down on the beach, Liam quietly looked up at her. His cheeks were pale from winter. His hair fluttered in the sea breeze, getting into his eyes. Watching his grey eyes and the thick, dark pupils beneath the long lashes, she gently traced his eyes with her fingers.
He visibly flinched. He flinched even more as she continued her stern questioning.
“It’s not cold. Strange. Did our Mr. Liam Moore do some magic again…?”
“Hmm… well. Are you curious?”
“Very!”