you had been distracted. By what? He didn’t know, and frankly didn’t care. He needed your attention on him, he was growing desperate.

which is how you wound up getting pushed into a chair by him, his face hovering dangerously over yours. His fangs were bared slightly, but you couldn’t see his eyes behind the shades.

“What were you so distracted by? Look at me.”

he grabbed your chin roughly to keep your eyes on him and shifted to hover above your lap.