Elvis got up and said as he looked at Raven and then at me. “I will be right outside.”

I watched Elvis’s back as he left the room. I took a step to walk out as well, but then his strong hand held my arm and pulled me back to face him. His grip was tight around my skin, which made me wince in pain. “Let me go.” I shook my arm to release his grip.

Raven inched closer to me, so close that I could feel his breath wash over my face.

I met his gaze, refusing to let him tower over me, ...