Chapter 55

• "So. You did what you threatened to do." He adds, not taking his eyes off me. All the remaining air in my lungs rush out of me.
• "Uh, no. Actually, yes. But no. I didn't plan for this." I hate that I stutter and sound absolutely stupid. But nothing changes in his icy eyes, either humour or concern. He just fixes me with that unblinking gaze that makes me feel things I shouldn't.
• "That doesn't do anything to make me feel less of what I currently feel." He says, his baritone is still rough, he yields it like a lash across my skin. Sharp and cold.