Chapter 10 I’m Not Really Used To Physical Contact
The instant their skins made contact, Collin felt an electric shock surge through his chest, darkening his expression
immediately. With no hint of hesitation, he jerked his hand away from Linsey’s grasp.
Her unpreparedness for his sudden motion caused Linsey to emit a soft, startled gasp. She looked at him with wide eyes,
her silence filled with disbelief.
The confusion in her eyes sparked an inexplicable ache in his heart.
Tightening his fist, Collin sensed the ghostly softness of her palm still imprinted on the back of his hand.
Linsey stared, her mouth opening slightly as if to speak, then pausing, clearly flustered and unsure of how to react.
It was clear from his demeanor that he had likely found her touch offensive.
Pressing his lips tightly together, Collin averted his eyes, his voice stiff as he offered an explanation. “I’m not really used to physical contact. Sorry.”
Linsey’s expression softened as she grasped the situation.
His defenses were up, his sense of security so fragile that he instinctively recoiled from her touch.
He averted his gaze, feigning calm, and murmured, “You may go.”
Linsey paused, her words faltering at her lips, unable to form.
She understood that Collin wouldn’t easily warm up to her or accept her, especially since their acquaintance was so recent.
She herself felt a lingering awkwardness about their arrangement, a sentiment she suspected was even more pronounced for someone as guarded and intricate as Collin.
With this realization, she accepted the situation more swiftly.
Choosing not to press him, she nodded subtly, exited the study, and softly closed the door behind her, leaving him the solitude he evidently needed.
Only after Linsey had departed did Collin release a long, burdened sigh.
He massaged the bridge of his nose, a rare headache beginning to form. He was perplexed by the intense way Linsey’s smallest actions seemed to unsettle him–this was a new and disconcerting sensation.
He had always valued his ability to remain detached and logical, but now he felt an unusual disturbance within him.
If this disruption persisted, he dreaded to think what would happen next. He despised this emerging sensation of losing control.
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