Chapter 4

SADIE

Awareness that his arm was wrapped around my waist as we entered the grand fancy-looking hall flushed through me at the hint of his possessiveness in his actions. A start strand of my hair whisked through the waves and fell upon my forehead. But I couldn’t bring myself to tuck it behind my ear as my lips were sealed shut and my body taut. The way we entered the venue had the attention of most of the people gathered around, some in circles discussing and while others scattered all over the place–just like my stray thoughts. 

Silas led us to the middle of the floor, the movement was languorously whisper-light, but the hairs stood at the back of my nape at the awareness that we were so close to each other. My body trembling–and that did not have anything to do with the glacial breeze of the night. Silas slowly turned me to him, his hand on my waist shifting to the bareness of my back. I stilled, not liking the way my body reacted. 

His whiskey-neat fie