KAIRA
His smile widened slightly as he moved around to stand in front of me, and I realized that I was trapped. The chair was backed into a corner, and he was blocking my only easy exit.
"You look absolutely stunning tonight," he continued, his silver eyes traveling over my dress in a way that made my skin crawl. Not quite inappropriate, but close enough to make me uncomfortable. "That color suits you."
I reached for my whiteboard, but he held up a hand.
"Please, don't. I rather enjoy the silence." He pulled up a chair and sat down across from me, close enough that our knees almost touched. "Most people talk too much anyway. So don’t worry beautiful."
The way he was looking at me made warning bells go off in my head. This wasn't the casual interest of a new student trying to make fri
