Lilia wanted to believe Zethan was joking, but the seriousness in his gaze told her otherwise. She couldn't possibly stare at him for that long—it would be unbearably awkward.
Yet, Zethan seemed so unbothered, almost as if he were used to staring at… Oh, Lilia, stop! What are you even thinking? Her thoughts betrayed her, convincing her he must already be used to staring at other women like this.
Something flared within her, making her want to punch his annoyingly handsome face hard. She swallowed her frustration and, with a voice barely above a whisper, said, "But I can't possibly stare that long."
Just as she finished speaking, Zethan grinned as he leaned forward, gently tilting her chin so she would face him. His voice was low and firm as he said, "Then, what are lessons for? You'll learn—I'll teach you."
Learn? Did he think she was some skill ready to be mastered?