Chapter 52

I had to cover my mouth so as not to let the scream escape, and he laughed when I turned towards him with wide eyes and a scared face. The mask was down on his chin, and he held two glasses of drink, handed one to me and looked away at the group in the center of the room. There, illuminated by the sun in his totally dark clothes, Flynn looked like a real spectacle of nature with his golden hair shining just like a mane.

Despite the initial comment, he kept quiet. He turned his eyes to the group, although I knew his attention was directed at me. I knew that if he made any sudden movement and remembered an escape, he could very well drop that cup and hold me against his body. I even wanted him to do that, so I could make my stupid body stop shaking and yearn for his hands around my skin. And I had to take a deep breath and control my heartbeat so as not to show how nervous I was.

"I... Look... I'm sorry. "I began to say, swallowing the words that seemed painful in my throat. "I d