A split second of dead silence fell over the kitchen. My pulse thundered violently against my eardrums, but everything else, from the faint hum of the refrigerator to the ticking clock on the wall, faded into a distant blur.
My gaze locked hard on Hunter, waiting for the impact to register. His icy eyes remained inscrutable, staring down into mine without a single flicker of pain.
For a horrifying second, a cold prickle of panic flared at the edges of my mind. Had I miscalculated? Had my knee struck his inner thigh instead of the intended target?
I glanced down just enough to verify the positioning. My knee hovered mere inches from his crotch. My aim had been absolutely flawless.
Then why the f**k was he just standing there, holding my gaze with a terrifying, absolute stillness that ma
