Chapter 93

Vianne POV:

With my eyes on him, I widened my stance to shoulder-width apart. I wanted to kick off my heels but knew that it would look suspicious on the tapes. It didn't matter much anyway, because they'd eventually fall off in the struggle.

Brant watched my every move, licking his lips. His jaw was covered in stubble, a first since I met him. Dark circles rimmed his eyes, and they were bloodshot. He looked as if he hadn't slept in weeks.

Good, I hadn't slept well for years until the first time I lay in Keegan's arms. The image of Keegan in my mind strengthened my resolve, my focus.

"That was a little harsh, baby. Don't you think? But I'm so glad I caught you before you left, Vianne," he said, taking a step toward me.

Instinctively, I took one back. The glee in his eyes lifted his dry lips into a wide grin. He loved that he elicited that reaction from me. I cursed at myself internally for doing it. Some habits die hard, I guessed, but damn it, I w