Stephanie's eyes widened in shock as her heart hammered deep in her chest. The closeness of this man made her body feel weak—like she could melt right into his arms. She had never felt this way before, and it terrified her.
Even more shocking was the way he held her, as if they had known each other for a long time, when she was certain he had never spared her a glance during his previous visits. How had things come to this?
"Oh, try it and watch me scream," she retorted, her face still pressed against the wall, his large frame caging her small one.
Zekel's eyes dilated slightly at her words—he hadn't expected that. But then it hit him: she meant it literally.
"You wouldn't dare," he said, his jaw ticking in disbelief.
"Oh, watch me," she replied, her heart still racing.
"Try it," he growled lowly, "and I'll make sure my tongue enters that mouth of yours and shuts you up."
