Avery’s POV
"You are forcing me to stay here after I just said I want to leave? Are you freaking kidding me right now?" My voice came out sharp, frustration bubbling over as I crossed my arms.
Aidan didn’t even flinch. His expression was calm, but his eyes held that unshakable determination that made me want to throw something at him. "No, Avery. And I am not moving from this spot until we both go inside and speak with the goddess."
Oh, really? My stomach twisted with irritation, but I refused to let him see how trapped I felt. I plastered the fakest smile on my face and turned back to him. "Oh really?" I echoed, my voice as sweet as poisoned honey.
Aidan let out a slow sigh, like he had already read my mind. "I know what you're thinking, Avery. But don't bother. There are no taxis nea
