Triple Temptation
Her mind dissolved, a wild, frantic repudiation.
No!
Rhea's hand burst out, fueled by a surge of adrenaline and sheer, unfiltered rage. The slap echoed in the small bathroom, sharp and biting. Zane recoiled, his head turning to the side, a red bruise expanding on his cheek. His eyes, when he glanced at her once more, were no longer teasing. They were stunned, then quickly covered by an explosion of something hurt and dark.