"Why are you staring at me?"
Adam attempted a smile, but a sharp pain in his jaw made him wince instead at her question. Rather than answering right away, he reached out and his fingers brushed against her cheek as he gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
The soft gesture made her pause and her gaze lifted to meet his. For a brief moment, their eyes locked and he could only stare. She had such clear eyes.
But then she blinked, shifted slightly and looked away. The ice pack she had been pressing against his jaw lowered a little, her fingers gripping it loosely. "What are you doing?" she asked, her voice laced with confusion.
Adam merely shrugged, his lips quirking as if he wanted to smirk but knew better than to aggravate his aching jaw. His response was simple as he said in a low voice. "You already know. I'm staring at you."
