Gossip Girl

***Keira's POV***

“You don't need to apologize to me for anything. You didn't do anything wrong.”

I still didn't look up at him, even though he was close to me.

“Keira, look at me,” he said in a low whisper that began to do funny things to my body. Just then, he placed his fingers under my chin and raised my head up to meet his gaze. I was 25 years old, for goodness’ sake! Why was I acting like a girl of eighteen in love?

“Why are you avoiding my gaze? Do you perhaps feel bad about what haop6 lady night?”

I didn't say a word, but rather stared into his eyes.

“Don't look at me that way, you make it hard for me to speak with my lips,” he said with a curved smile on his face.

What does he mean by that?

“I know how you feel, and I apologize for yesterday. I actually wasn't expecting that my brothers would be there as well. I think this whole thing is still very new to you. If you want, we can all sit and talk about how you want things to be. The lady thing I think I and my brothers wo