463 The First Glimpse

Olivia winced slightly as Seb's fingers entwined with hers, their grip almost bone-crushingly tight. She stole a glance at Seb, noting the serene mask he wore. If she weren't experiencing the vice-like grip of his hand herself, she might have believed he was completely unaffected.

Olivia couldn't help but chuckle softly, despite the discomfort of Seb's iron grip on her hand. "You know, Seb, I never took you for a worrywart. Here I thought you were Mr. Fearless, facing down danger without breaking a sweat. But you are..."

Seb frowned as he turned to her with an unruffled look," Are you projecting your emotions or something? From which angle do I look worried to you? You need me to take you to the eye doctor?"

Olivia rolled her eyes," Your face does not look worried. You are right. Your hand on the other hand has almost turned my bones into powder."