Chapter 137

Camila's face was burning red. She'd started off just practicing some obscure characters, but somehow, her hand had a mind of its own and filled the whole sheet of rice paper with Prescott's name. Seal script, clerical script, running script, even wild cursive-every style she knew, she used, and every single stroke spelled his name over and over again. Once she realized what she'd done, her heart nearly jumped out of her chest. Her head was full of him the entire time, no wonder her pen betrayed her. There was no way she'd let Prescott see it-it was too embarrassing. But of course, he just had to see it. Before she could react, his long arm reached around and snatched the paper right out of her hand. Prescott unfolded it, and the moment his eyes landed on it, he let out a low chuckle. "Camila, didn't know you were so hung up on me." His tone was teasing, but the way he stared at the sheet was serious. Despite not being any kind of calligraphy expert, even he could see there was somethi