"You're not upset, are you?"

"Why would I be upset? I’m not upset!"

Ahwin’s voice rose defensively, betraying his nerves.

Penelope narrowed her eyes at him, a sly smile spreading across her face.

Thud.

Ahwin felt his heart drop to his stomach. He barely managed to compose his expression, almost undone by that single smile.

Penelope leaned in closer, her voice taking on a teasing lilt.

"You're upset, aren't you? You're sulking because I haven’t been paying enough attention to you."

"‘Sulking’? I’ve never heard such a ridiculous thing in my life," Ahwin snapped, vehemently denying it. But the flush creeping up his neck betrayed him, and the subtle scent of Penelope, so close now, was scrambling his thoughts.

And then, like a sudden ambush, Penelope moved closer.

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Ahwin’s eyes widened as Penelope’s lips brushed against his, a soft smack sounding in the quiet room.

He stood frozen, his brain refusing to process what had just happened.

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