The door clicked shut behind Beth and Corrine, and suddenly the room felt like it had shrunk to the size of a shoebox.
A shoebox containing me… and a very large, very irritated man.
To say I was reconsidering a lot of my life choices would be an understatement.
Derek didn’t speak at first, which only made me nervous, twitchy, and unable to decide whether to stare at my shoes, the table, or literally anything that wasn’t his face.
He just stood there, staring at the door like he was still deciding whether to rip it off its hinges. Then his eyes shifted to me, and I swear the air temperature dropped ten degrees.
I sat very still and made myself very small despite the obvious shiver running down my spine. His eyes narrowed slightly more and I gulped.
I was painfully aware that I w
