Josias felt a surge of white-hot fury when Pamela confirmed his worst fears.
“Pamela, if you don’t tell me right now exactly what Melissa got and who gave it to her...” He stepped in close, his voice changing to a threatening, gravelly low. To his surprise, Pamela didn’t flinch; she seemed to vibrate with the proximity, her eyes tracking the intensity of his manly tone.
“Oh, Josias... I don’t want to be the one to rain on your parade,” she said, her hesitation sounding entirely artificial.
“I don’t have a parade left, so just spill it!” Josias barked, grabbing her by the shoulders.
“Okay, okay! Can you let go of me first?” Pamela huffed, feigning offense. As soon as he released her, she smoothed her clothes. “Fabrício approached us when we left school. He gave Melissa a package. She lo
