“…. Um…. Do you think….” I trailed off, not knowing what to say. Being the centre of attention was quite unnerving. I haven't felt this way before. It was as if the men surrounding me wanted to devour me with their eyes. The hotness in those orbs was too much.
I took another step back and regretted it almost immediately because my back touched one of them. I jerked forward and ended up in the chest of Fyre. My eyes slowly went up, past the hard chest I placed my hands on, to the face. I gulped.
What's up with these men? Why are they staring at me as if I were some sort of meal they wish to devour? There was utter silence as I stared into the man's eyes. He didn't say a word, but his eyes expressed it all.
He looked like someone who had found their play toy after months of searching for it. And that was what scared me. Could it be that they have been looking for me? Was what Ryth declared the truth?
