I'D WANT TO SEE YOU TRY!

　　TIARA

　　That I stood like a still stone, holding the predator’s gaze, didn’t matter compared to Baker’s remarks about my dress. I knew it highlighted my generous curves, but that didn’t give him the right to disregard me.

　　“Are you trying to turn me on, Miss Glare?” he asked in a low tone, closing a little the distance between us. His glance struck me square in the heart.

　　“Now that you ask that, I just ...