Eve
His grin widened as he stood to his full height, the faintest trace of a grimace disappearing from his expression. "Yes, Red. You won." He paused, his silver eyes narrowing as they pinned me in place. "But at what cost?"
He took a slow, deliberate step toward me, and I instinctively stepped back, a knot of tension coiling in my stomach. His gaze never wavered, a mix of amusement and something darker lurking beneath the surface.
"I'll admit," he began, his voice smooth, dangerously low, "I didn't think you'd stoop to that. But I suppose that's what I love about you, Red—just when I think I've got you figured out, you surprise me."
My throat tightened, my pulse quickening under the weight of his words. Love? Did he just say love? I forced myself to focus, to steady my breathing, but the sly curl of his smirk made it nearly impossible.
