The intensity of him not breaking eye contact almost prompted me to betray Katherine’s confidence. And I couldn’t have that. Life was complicated enough because of Queen Vivian, so I sat quietly.
“Never mind. You don’t have to respond if it makes you uncomfortable,” Stefan continued.
“I have an important question for you. Why do you wear a mask?”
Stefan snorted. “Isn’t it obvious? I want to hide my identity from the world.”
If only he’d met someone kinder when he was younger. It was a shame he felt he had to run away, hide away.
“Have you ever dated before?” I asked.
Stefan scowled at me. “That’s a loaded question.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be rude.”
His gaze slid over my face and lower over my chest. “Don’t worry. I can make exceptions for nice-looking guys.”