Chapter 34 Poppy Wheat

• "Hey, where are you off to all flustered?" Jairus drawled as he leaned over her. Aakifahlynn stepped back, and he stepped forward; she stopped.
• She mentally scolds herself. She has been becoming increasingly skittish, and apparently for no reason. Her senses were chaotic, her fear of running into a horny, murderous Jairus lurking at every corner consuming her every waking being.
• "I...I still have some final things to discuss with Nadie before the ball tomorrow, plus I am not feeling that good." Her cheeks flushed in embarrassment at her stuttering.