“Kieran?”
He looked at me.
“Please…please try to be careful,” I said.
He lifted his brows. “Are you worried about me?”
Crossing my arms, I nodded.
“Don’t be nice to me,” he replied, and I sensed amusement from him.
“It weirds me out.”
“Sorry.”
He smiled then as he walked to where I stood. “You don’t sound
remotely sorry.”
I grinned at him.
“Do me a favor,” Kieran said, looking down at me. “Protect your
Prince, Poppy.”