CHAOS.
I leveled my gaze at Juniper, feeling the weight of the moment as I got up and crossed the room.
I nodded at the bouncer, and he stepped aside, putting her in my direct line of sight.
With each step that brought me closer to her, I caught the spark of her confidence wavering.
A subtle, barely visible hint of fear bleeding through her bravado.
It was a look I recognized. One I'd seen times before when even she knew she'd pushed me too far, testing boundaries she knew might not end well for her.
I knew I’d never lay a hand on her.
I'd never resort to violence to prove a point with a woman.
Ever.
But the truth was, sometimes, I saw that terror in her eyes. The fear that I might lose control and hurt her.
As sickening as it was to see, I didn’t stop when I reached her.
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