Madeline stared at Calhoun who revealed something she had least expected him to say to her. Did he mean it or was he trying to joke with her again, trying to scare her? She watched him raise the glass that he had loosely held in his hand while his left arm was resting on the armrest. Silence filled the room, where neither of them spoke. Madeline heard the wood that was in the fireplace crackle and made a small bursting sound in there because of the heat that had picked up in the logs of the wood.
"W-were you serious?" asked Madeline. Her eyebrows drew together and her hand unconsciously touched the side of her neck where Calhoun had bit her.
"What do you think?" he asked her back. His gaze moved from the front to turn to look at her. His face serious, the shadow falling on the left side of his face that made the atmosphere around her that much serious.
