SHATTERED AND TEMPTED
“It’s the same way it’s not funny to say scary things to kids. Seriously? What’s with the shadows and monsters? You’re going to confuse her.”
Steve sighed and just rubbed his damp hair, looking genuinely flustered. The way his hair was messy and the confused face he was putting on made the usual cold, terrifying Steve disappear for a second. In his place was someone... human.
I looked at him and smiled. I’d never seen this side of him before—this cute, slightly annoyed side that didn't know how to handle a child’s joke. It made my heart do a weird, dizzy flip.
“You look cute,” I said softly.