CHAPTER 50: BABE

FREYA'S POV:

His lips just barely touch mine and I feel the warmth of his exhaled breath on my face. Again my eyes move to his lips against my will.

I can't look away no matter how much I resist whatever hold he has over me.

"What exactly have you been up to?"

"Nothing. Ignore what Norman said."

"Norman? You're already on a first name basis?" His frown deepens.

"He's a classmate. I'm supposed to know his name, Silas."

"No, you're not." He responds sternly now, his eyes ...