He smirked as he tilted his head to the side. "Tsk, how you forget things so easily, sweetheart. It makes me wonder if you have the brain of a grandmother. Didn't I promise to reward you for being brave in the hall?" He cupped the side of her neck and stroked his thumb on the skin. "You are here to collect your reward."
"What kind of reward?" Belle whispered, slightly breathless, as his fingers trailed the sensitive skin of her neck. She instinctively tilted her head to the side, unknowingly trapping his hand between her neck and shoulder. Instead of pulling away, the teasing devil began to massage the top of her shoulder and tickle her, making her squirm and quickly moved her head and released his hand.
He chuckled softly at her adorable reaction.
