Fifty Shades Of Ugly
Arc's icy facade cracked for a moment, revealing a glimmer of emotion before he quickly masked it.
"Why would I be?" Arc replied defensively, his voice a little too sharp.
Chelsea's eyes sparkled with amusement as he took a step closer to Arc. "Are you sure?" he pressed, his voice low and teasing.
He took another step, his face inches from Arc's. "Are you sure you don't want me the way he wants me, Archie?"
Arc's eyes widened, and Chelsea caught a glimpse of the unusual right eye, its peculiarity making it all the more captivating. In that moment, Chelsea yearned to rekindle the spark they'd shared in the pen, to see who would surrender first.