“Well… Aren’t you going to answer me?”
Matthews voice had dropped much lower than I had imagined it could, coming out as little more than a husky whisper. What I didn’t understand was why it had done that. And why he had me cornered against the doorjamb. Admittedly, I would have easily been able to slip away, for his hands were resting on either side of my neck, close enough to cause goosebumps to break out over my skin. The only problem was that I didn’t want to leave. I wanted to stay here, like this, with him.
“Are you scared of me, Blair?”
As if he hadn’t already been standing close enough, he stepped even closer to me, and I instinctively put my hands on his chest with the intention of having it act as a barrier between the two of us—at least that was what I had told myself. My t
