Those eyes of his held me hostage. Like a mouse staring up at a cat. Unable to move.
“Tell me, Avy,” he demanded with a wicked grin, “is she everything you hoped for?”
I winced apologetically and struggled to find something to say. He was just toying with me now. Letting me stew in whatever catastrophes had yet to come.
“She’s...certainly something.”
“You know, that’s always been Avy’s problem.” He raised up Elisia’s fingers and kissed her across the knuckles, grinning at me over the top of her hand. “So secretive. So guarded. You never know what’s going on inside that demented little head.”
All my red flags shot up at once, waving around frantically to get my attention.
Something terrible was about to happen. I just didn’t know exactly what...
Nicholas, plea
se. I’m sorry, okay. L
