Chapter 204: Look of Desire
“Nothing...” I replied as quickly as possible.
It wasn’t just my voice that was shaking but my hands were also shaking as well. I could hardly hold a knife that way and I began wondering how I was supposed to finish cooking anything the way that I was. A sense of helplessly crept over me and I started hating myself and my lack of self-control.
“Are you sure? Your face is a little red...” Prince Leonard said as concern flooded his voice.
His hand and beautiful fingers slowly approached my face as his eyes kept on staring into mine. I knew that he was about to touch my face and I didn’t even want to think of how my body would react to him when he did. Before his beautiful fingers could reach my cheeks, I reached out and grabbed his hand in mine without thinking.
“I-I’m fine. Honestly, I’m fine...” I said in a breathless whisper that betrayed just how nervous I was feeling.
It felt like a small miracle that I was still breathing although my breath came in short pants. I was certain that the prince could hear every single breath that I took in. His presence felt overwhelming, and my hand felt hotter where I was holding his.
“Can you please...give me some space?” I requested although my words came out like a sweet plead.
“Why?” he asked as if he truly didn’t understand why I was making that request.
My heart skipped a beat as I continued to hold his hand while his eyes bore into mine. I closed my eyes and let out an unsuppressed sigh when I realized that he was probably playing around with me again and enjoying my flustered reactions. Either that, or he was testing me again. With how I was reacting to him, I didn’t think that I would pass whatever test that he had in mind whatever it was.
“Please...I...” I murmured before I couldn’t seem to get any more words out anymore.
Prince Leonard took a swift step toward me that effectively closed the distance between us and then I felt his arm around my waist. I was surprised at first but then quickly realized that he wasn’t hugging me but he was supporting me instead. He must have noticed it even before I did that my legs had gone weak and were giving out from under me. As to how that happened to me exactly, I had no idea but it was undeniable that my legs had started to feel so weak.
His face was so close to mine that our foreheads might as well be touching as he kept me standing up. Leaning against the counter behind my back seemed to have helped while I struggled to understand what was happening to me all of a sudden. The closer that he was to me, the hotter my body seem to throb and the faster my heart seemed to race in my chest.