“Once again, if you had bothered to show me the way, then I would be gone and not almost killing myself! So this is your fault for being such an ignorant asshat and unwilling to show some empathy to a wolfless girl who is clearly lost.” I snap back, equally riled, and face up to him, inching closer on tiptoes so we almost graze noses. Matched heavy breathing, matched fiery energy and glare, and locked eyes like he’s my sworn enemy. All fear forgotten, all lustful twinges dead because he makes me madder than anyone I have ever met in my life. Madder than even Eve can make me, and she's had a lifetime of knowing how to push my buttons.
We stand that way, sharing air, sharing space, so close we are almost touching, and neither says a word. Just pulsing anger and equal stubbornness in facing
