“Neither does yours”
I wondered what he was thinking at that moment. His expression had shifted for a split second but he still managed that fake loving smile on his face.
“I see you now feel like speaking more than you should be” he says in a hushed whisper, his words hold an underlying threat. Blood rushed to my ears and my heart pounded fast and faster. I was scared of Marcus at that moment, I have always been scared of him but this time…
I should argue, I should be angry as to why he got so upset that I spoke the wrong way about his mother while he does the same with mine…I should be angry but, looking into those burning blue eyes brought back memories of the night when those blue flames of his were in front of my face and their heat brought uncontrollable moisture to my skin.
