The concentration was wiped clear off of Wiebke’s face at that. She paled and faltered back a bit. Was she losing sanity again and misheard what she’d said?
Willow looked pretty intent on it though, staring the shorter woman down. It looked as if there wouldn’t be any getting out of it…
Carefully, the witch stepped up and planted a quick one on her cheek. Colour rushed her cheeks and she fiddled with her hand uncomfortably.
“Is that okay?”