Chapter 38: The kiss.

BRAN

He paused when he stepped into the room, allowing his eyes to adjust to the darkness.

The rain was hitting the window faster and thunder boomed high in the sky. Lightning flashed just then, light trickling in through the window, from the space between the curtains. In the short flash, his eyes snagged on Maria’s small form on the bed.

Was she sleeping?

Wanting to see her better, he reached for the light switch and flicked it, turning it on. Light filled the room and Bran’s eyes immediately landed on the one thing he sought. Or person in this case.

He was shocked to see that she was already staring at him—through slitted eyes. She was lying on one side of the bed with the sheets pulled up to her chin. When he’d walked into the room, he had thought that she would be sleeping what with the lights off and the view of her curled on the bed, so he was quite surprised to see that she had lifted her head from the bed and was glaring at him.

What reason did she have to look at him li