Chapter 219

His eyes danced, almost like he was happy to see me in his personal space, glad I had broken in. With the towel wrapped around his waist, I suddenly felt unsafe.

He swept his damp hair back, muttering, "Sikes."

I began the awkward apologies knowing I was turning pink right there in front of him, "Look, I'm sorry I know I shouldn't be here," I started, walking around to get past him, "I'll just go, and you'll never see me again I promise."

He gripped my wrist, pulling me to him, my body crushing against his, "I think it' is; what are you doing here, Elena?"

I bit my lower lips stuttering to get my excuses out; no word was formed; what more, he held my gaze, seeing me coil in my terror.

"I thought so," he grinned, and using his foot, he kicked the door shut. "Now that you're here, why don't we make you a souvenir."

Pushing me backward towards the table, I struggled with him, but he gripped my hand firmly behind me, trapping me between himself and the desk.