"So let's see if Ms Hale is ready to go all the way like she said."
"You're delusional," Shantel whispered, but her eyes flared with a faint panic that contradicted her tone. He could once again catch that fleeting fear in her eyes.
"Am I?" he breathed and tilted his head, his lips barely an inch from hers.
"What are you trying to do?"
"What do you think?" Richard said in such a dangerous tone that got Shantel's breath coming in quick short gasps.
Surely he wasn't going to take her seriously and follow through with his words. Didn't he despise everything about her? She was only bluffing with those words.
Please! Please!! Please!!! God, don't let him kiss me.
She wished she could disappear this very minute or suddenly go blind for a few seconds so she wouldn't have to see his remarkable handsome face getting closer and closer.
