"Get back to your senses," he said in a voice so cold and detached, it was the exact opposite of his earlier actions. "You promised me you will remember what you felt, so I believe you will keep your word." He then stepped back after taking her hands off of his shirt and fixing his own tailcoat.
Ember was flabbergasted. Once again, she felt overwhelmed and puzzled and lost. She didn't know what to do. She didn't know what she did. It ended so abruptly, that she didn't even understand what just happened. Draven turned away and took several strides towards the other side of his study, giving her a brief moment of respite to get her bearings back and have a grasp of their situation.
'She should have understood that, right?' he thought, convinced that this 'hands-on' lesson would be effective in showing her what the third stage of the mating bond meant. However, because he had his back on her, he didn't see her facial expression.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!