Look InsideHe frowns, and then with one smooth motion, hops onto the table. He squats and leans forward until his face is inches from mine.
I jerk back in surprise, but his hand shoots out and cradles the back of my head, forcing me to stay in place. I think I hear something from the other room, but I can't hear it because my heart is pounding too loudly, an erratic 'thump-thump-thump' that seems to ring in my ears.
He leans closer until our breaths mix, his exhales turning into my inhales. I can smell the metallic pang of blood from the meat he had been eating, but beyond that, a clean, musky scent that it wholly him.
"Hello," I whisper tentatively and watch as his eyes lock onto my lips. I hope he's not thinking of adding me to the menu. The man earlier did say he's never killed anyon
