Easton smiled but didn’t move from his spot.
“You don’t know me, Ashley. I could be everything those rumors say about me—a thug, a junkie, even a murderer.” His breath brushed softly against my skin, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. “You’re just a defenseless girl. You shouldn’t have come here alone. It’s dangerous…”
My heartbeat started speeding up, and my ears even began to ring. But if Easton’s goal was to scare me, he wasn’t going to succeed.
“You’re not going to hurt me,” I said confidently, proud that my voice didn’t shake.
He tilted his head and moved his face closer to mine.
“Why are you so sure I won’t?”
“Because you saved me during the accident.” He frowned. “By the way, how did you stop the car, Easton?”
His body tensed, and he abruptly stepped back.
