I took another step back, putting some much-needed distance between us, but Liam didn’t seem to care. He stayed right where he was, leaning casually against the wall, watching me with that same smirk, like he enjoyed making me squirm. Then he said something that made my skin crawl even more.
“Relax. It’s not like I’m going to eat you.”
I stared at him, wide-eyed, trying to decide whether he was joking or if he was actually insane. His voice was light, playful even, but there was this undercurrent of something darker, something that made it hard to breathe.
“Yeah, well, I would rather not stick around and find out,” I muttered, turning to leave again, but before I could take more than a few steps, Liam pushed off the wall and started following me.
“Wait,” he called out, his footstep
