#Chapter 52 Renee

Renee I laughed, pulling back to wipe my face and laugh at myself. His eyes were still full of concern and understanding, but I couldn’t stand to look at him for long. "I-I'm sorry, I just---" "You have nothing to apologize for." He pulled out a handkerchief and dabbed away my tears. I chuckled. "I'm not wearing make-up." He let out a low whistle. "Thanks for the confirmation. You're hell in heels when you do, you know?" I had no idea what that meant, but he smiled and kept dabbing away until my face was dry. I realized that the fabric of the handkerchief was softer than anything I had ever felt, and rather than the usual irritation I might feel around my eyes, there was none. "…Neil…" His gaze turned warm, inviting as he lowered his hand. He pressed the handkerchief into my hand. "In case you think I might cast a spell on you." I blinked and laughed. "What?" "Tears of a beauty and all that," he said, grinning. "Standard practice not to keep articles with so