*Freya*
My mouth falls open.
"However," Zac continues mildly, "I don’t think this is the most appropriate place. Did you get that blasted voucher?"
"Actually," I reply archly, "I did." I wave the note in his face.
"In that case, I hope you will excuse me as I throw you out the window." Zac yanks on my arm and pulls me across the room.
"Wait!" I exclaim. "My coat! I left it tucked against the c***k under the door. And I have also got to get my candle." I scurry across the room, picking up my coat, and quickly wrapping myself in it. "Some prowler you are," I mutter.
Zac viciously grabs the taper off of the desk and blows out the flame, but not before he shoots a murderous glare in my direction.
"I’m going, I’m going," I say quickly, scurrying toward the window.
I am obviously not goi
