She did not move. No, she could not move. Her hands on Ezra's hands that wrapped around her hip and mouth tightened when Lance thinned his eyes and stepped near the store room. She stopped breathing as her eyes almost fell out of their sockets. She was losing her balance.
Profusely blinking, her eyes rolled at Ezra's jawline, one breath away from her head. His one hand locked her mouth when she almost screamed when he grabbed her by the waist. Nothing felt her as Lance was one step away from her.
He was one step away once again.
Wherefore still this man sniffing around Rivienne when his watch was over already? Her hatred towards him was like Daemon hating her. He did nothing to her, but he was a prick to her eyes.
He touched the doorknob. Rivienne glanced at Ezra, and her eyes widened.
