Eloise’s breath hitched. Not because she was afraid of him, but because she wasn’t.

Then he stepped away, and she let out a long exhale only to realize she's been holding her breath. All she wanted was to tease him back, make him squirm like he always made her, but she'd failed. Woefully.

Instead, he’d teased her. Again. And worse, with that stupid smirk.

She gritted her teeth, forcing her fluttering lashes to still.

“Screaming, my foot! You're so annoying, I’ll just stick to ...