He stood so close to me, towering over me like a mountain in human form.
And it was hard to stop looking at that smirk on his face.
I wanted to slap it off his face so badly because it seemed to be mocking me, but at the same time I thought it looked evilly good on him.
I stepped backwards, managing to clear the nice thought I had about his looks.
“You’re changing the subject,” I said, standing my ground. Although, it was now becoming difficult staring up at him. “I need answers.” I demanded.
“I gave them to you already.” He simply said, his eyes briefly shifted to the something behind me. But I couldn’t care less.
“There has to be more.” I snapped, immediately regretting it.
“Lower your voice, little storm. People are trying to sleep.” He said, going around me as he walked towar
