Chapter twelve

He had eyes the color of the ocean, and she looked directly into them.

She could see a reflection of her naked self there, which reminded her of her condition, but she quickly dismissed the idea.

She screamed, maintaining eye contact with her would-be victim, "If I can't dig into your neck, this will do the work for me, okay?"

Darell's nose pricked from her foul breath.

The smell made him twitch his nose, and he turned his head away from her.

Marcelyn, who became aware of her foul breath.

Though she pretended not to feel embarrassed, she felt it again. She wasn't quite done threatening him.

"Reply to me!"

With his hands in front of his nose, Darell sneezed.

Darell said calmly, more out of concern about getting her odor stuck in his nostrils than out of fear of her.

"I'll make good on my word that if you don't back off, this will end in your veins." Marcelyn vowed, her jaws clenching as she said, "I won't warn you the next time."

Her face was now only a few inches away from Darell's.