“I am sorry I took the roses. I knew that you loved them. I wanted to show Fay the red roses…” I began to apologize.
“I know that you cut them to provoke me, Laura.” Dorian interrupted me. “Do you think that is wise?”
No, it was definitely not wise. It was dangerous and also foolish. But it was sure as hell fun too, apart from suffering his temper. I decided that I should probably not let him know how I felt about taking the roses.
“Maybe you like that I provoke you.” I said treading on that dangerous ground I was thinking of which had his eyes glaring up at me. “No one else would dare.”
“Perhaps.” He agreed with me. “It is something different to what I am used to and somewhat refreshing. And perhaps you are not as afraid of me as you think you are.”
“I am terrified of you.” I cou
