Inara climbed off the bed and stepped forward. Then she paused as he set the newspaper aside and threw his legs onto the floor. She remained frozen in place, overwhelmed by fear but he beckoned her forward, urging her towards the seat.
Inara took nervous steps forward and sat down, casting her gaze onto the floor. Her eyes alternated between the floor and her lap. Lemuel just sat back and watched her without saying anything. He kept watching her as her eyes remained glued to her lap, her body, a bundle of nerves. Still, he watched her, letting his gaze burn her tense body.
As he continued his silent unnerving perusal, Inara started to quiver and her eyes began to well up. Still, his eyes burned her while he continued to say nothing, which raised the fear and tension in her body so high t
