Moon Goddess, I Choose a New Fate
My posture stiffened.
"Relax," Hassan growled under his breath, his arm tightening against mine, pulling me flush against his side. "You're stiff as a board, sweetheart. Smile."
"I am smiling," I hissed through gritted teeth, forcing my lips into a pleasant curve.
"You look like you're about to vomit on my shoes." Without warning, Hassan stopped walking. He turned to me, completely ignoring the reporters shouting questions. He reached up, his long fingers gently tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear. His touch was shockingly tender, a stark contrast to his reputation. "Breathe, Katniss. I've got you."