14
A SICK FEELING
My eyes fly open when out of nowhere, beefy hands grip my waist, completely halting my dance. The audacity has my jaw flying open in shock. I try to knock the hands away to no avail. Janelle has an eyebrow c****d and is staring hotly over my shoulder. I tense more at the violence in that gaze.
Hot breath fans my ear and an unfamiliar voice makes me freeze. “Hiya hot stuff. I’ve been watching you play hard to get, turning everyone down. And if there’s one thing I love, it’s a challenge.” Something about her voice and her words sends a shiver of revulsion down my spine.
“This is your one warning. Drop your hands and back off. Now.” Janelle’s voice has gone steely, backing up the promise in her glittering eyes and my heart rate kicks up in response. Despite my body’s fea
