The woman hastily pulled away from the hunter, "I..."
His eyes widened and he tried to reach out for her, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"
"I must be going to bed now," she stood up and quickly escorted him out of her room, "Good night."
Without many rebuttals, he somberly left.
The scene kept playing in her mind on repeat as she lay in the four-poster bed staring at the canopy.
Had he really tried to kiss her?