His touch sent a wave of warmth through her body, something she did not understand or expect. She watched him closely, hoping some clue to his emotions would reveal itself in his eyes. He looked kind, sweet even and she could not make sense of who he appeared to be now, and who he had felt like a few minutes before.<br/><br/>She smiled and blushed as he spoke, unable to keep her attraction to him hidden. She glanced around the room, embarrassed, hoping that nobody noticed her reaction to him.<br/><br/><em>"I need to talk to you though, in private."</em><br/><br/>Automatically her mouth opened to tell him no, absolutely not. She was attracted to him yes, but she did not trust him at all. He knew more about what had just happened outside than he was admitting and she was afraid of him somehow. As she went to speak however she felt a wave of worry and concern from him, he truly wanted to confide something in her and she became excited.<strong>"Sure, come to the library with me."</strong>she responded, taking his hand and leading the way to the old room on the opposite side of the large entryway. She slid the pocket doors closed and turned to face him, expectation on her face.<strong>"What is it Charles?"</strong>she asked softly, keeping her back to the doors.