Chapter Fifty

"My friend literally scared the piss out tom . Not figuratively, literally—he wet his pants and ran. My friend didn't attack him, didn't do anything but stare at him, but that was enough. Tom ran away scared shitless. I imagine that his male ego didn't take to well to that display and that's why he acted out."

She met Mark's gaze head on, not looking away; trying to believe her own words--which weren't a total fabrication—and found it relatively easy for her to do. Mark chuckled, shaking his head.

"Okay. Yeah, I can see that happening. Your friend is huge and if I had to stare right into that, I guess I'd be more than a little intimidated myself. Knowing that he took on a grizzly and tore it apart, yeah, I'd be scared shitless too. Okay. So, tom freaks out and goes running off. What did you do then?"

"I knew that when he freaked out and ran off that I was in deep trouble. So, I packed up all my stuff and left."

She left off several details, but that wasn't really lying, so it didn't b