~ ZEV ~
Sasha's head snapped up again, her eyes accusing. He put his hands up and tried to look remorseful. He cleared his throat when she continued to glare.
"I didn't look," he said.
Much, he added in her mind. Her lower jaw pushed out.
"Zev!"
"It's so cold here, you needed to be in the right clothes. It was a purely practical thing, I promise! And… and I gave you one of my thermals because I wasn't sure yours were enough."
Her eyes softened for a moment, then her brows pinched together again and her lips pursed.
He'd forgotten how adorable she could be when she was trying to be pissed.
Then, with a suspicious glance at him, she turned on her heel and started towards the light, her boots ringing on the hard-packed floor of the cave.
"Wait, Sasha, you shouldn't just—"
