"Wanna bet on that, sweetheart?"Xander challenged.

I should have kept my mouth shut. Should have just nodded and left. But something about the way he said it, so sure of himself, so confident that I'd eventually come crawling to him, made my blood boil.

"Fine," I said instead. "Do your worst."

Xander's eyebrows rose slightly, and that infuriating smirk grew wider. He took a step closer to me, close enough that I had to tilt my head back to maintain eye contact. The movement made me dizzy, ...