Arabel's POV
I choked for real.
“What?!” My exclamation does not come out right. My tone is too low, barely a whisper.
I am melting down to my knees. Hot and irritated.
With an unmistakably challenging gaze, he shifts backwards and bursts into laughter, making red crimson creep through my entire face.
“Why do you look so shocked? I was kidding, I wanted to jerk you back to life!”
If what I was feeling earlier was irritation, what I am feeling right now is pure anger. It bubbles inside of me, from a tiny atom until it springs full blown into rage.
He tries to hold me as he laughs, but I jump down from the horse, almost losing my footing.
Jerk.
Idiot.
Traitor.
Who the hell does he think he is fooling? Why the hell would he mention such a silly statement?
“Hey, Bella!” He calls; his voice is right behind me. I don't need to turn to see if he is closer than I think.
Two more running steps bring him to me. He blocks my way, panting heavily. “I'm sorry, I didn't mean…” he trails off.
What I
