Chapter Sixteen

Nala.

This was a place i savored but didn’t want to return to. There was no joy or answers to be found there.

Swallowing hard and clearing my throat, i shuffled away and grasped the roughhewn stone cliff face. I reached for my ankle, raising my leg at the same time, and realized it so wasn’t happening. I tried again, straightening and then bending downward in an attempt to grab my ankle, and yet again was unsuccessful. A little chuckle came from my left and i shot him a glare before trying the third time.

“Nala, there is a reason I placed the shoes on your feet.” He strolled forward and lowered himself, reaching for my ankle and carefully cradling my foot. “Because it means that I can remove them from you.”

And wasn’t that more than a little suggestive?

“You don’t want to take anything off me. You hate me,”I blurted out the words before i could think better of them. It was the truth whether i wanted to say the words aloud or not.

Salvatore didn’t say anything, merely continued unbuck