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This can’t be happening.
This can’t be real.
“Relax.”
A large hand settles on my thigh, and I stiffen even more.
The weight of his palm is alarming, the heat of his touch searing me through the blanket.
His hand presses down with a little more force. “Relax.”
His tone is even gentler this time, and I try to take a steady breath.
A dark scent fills my nostrils. It’s leather and fire and cologne.
Jesus, is that him?
My eyes slip open.
He’s leaning toward me, invading my space further, and the stance should feel dominating. But there’s something in his body language, or maybe it’s something in his eyes, that makes my body obey. Makes me relax, just a little.
His gaze travels over my face, and this close, I can see a tinge of green in his eyes. They’re stunning.
His eyes move back to mine. “I’m not going to hurt you.”
When I don’t reply, he tips his head down, a command implied with the movement.
“Okay.” I mostly mouth the word, my voice too quiet to hear, but he nods anyway, a pleased look crossing his features.
Pleased that I believe him?
Do I believe him?
His hand slides off my thigh, taking the heat with him. “May I?”
May you what?!
Before I have time to start spiraling, he lifts the bowl of popcorn from the spot between us.
Oh.
Without waiting for an answer, he settles back, props his feet up on the coffee table and sets the bowl on his lap. Then, casual as ever, he drapes one arm across the back of the couch, fingers nearly touching my shoulder, like he’s here for a date and not a home invasion.
I watch as he starts to eat the popcorn, whole handfuls at a time, never dropping a single piece on himself.
I should do something.
There must be something I should do.
His jaw works as he chews, the muscles in the side of his neck flexing.
I mean I know I should leave. Or make him leave. But how?
With my eyes still on his profile, waiting for whatever’s going to happen next, I hear the character on the screen talk about courage. And I wish more than anything I had some.
“What’s your name?”
I jump when he speaks, then bite my lip. “Um… I don’t think I should tell you that.”
