Both stared at each other for a solid half a minute, drinking in each other's features. His eyes were dripping masculinity and dominance. Whilst Karla's unaffectionate eyes sent unreadable messages.
"It's plain rude to sneak into a woman's bedroom, Mr Grey." She said, breaking the thin ice. Yet, tension still remained, Mr Grey for once never let his eyes leave her body.
{Who the crap stares at someone so openly?. Didn't they teach him some manners at all?.} Her cheeks flushed bright red at his lack of social maturity.
"I see, you think am going to get fazed at your staring. Well stare all you want, be my guest, see if I care." She retorted, scoffing at his refusal to respond.
Tysion on the other hand was simply giving her a chance to explain herself. Right from the entrance, he had picked up a variety of scents. Some very offensive, and others sweet, one of such strong scents was alcohol.
