Chapter 13

• Eleanor's POV.
• Killian placed his hand on the small of my back in order to prevent me from falling. His bluish eyes searched my face, a hint of longing and admiration in them. My heart raced and pounded in my chest, beads of sweat rolled down my spine where his hands stayed.
• Gulping down the lump that had formed in my throat, I cleared my throat before leaning off him. Itching his nape, his cheeks flushed as he felt a little bit embarrassed for staring at me in such a manner.