Chapter 36
** Candice **
His green eyes are practically glowing. I can't stop looking at them as I make my way back to the chair. Reaching down, I feel around for the armrest and slowly ease into it. The air is suddenly thick, making it hard to get a deep breath, but I can't pull my eyes away from his.
"My temper is quick, but you need not fear me," he says, shifting his gaze away like he's releasing me from his spell.
Blinking to clear my thoughts, I play back what he just said in my head. "It's kind of impossible when you scare me like that," I whisper, trying to keep my voice calm.
As if thinking of his next move, Atticus begins pacing back and forth. The glow in his eyes is dimming. He's right, he definitely has a temper and I should probably keep that in mind. I'm instantly thankful for my years of practice with rage.
Never thought that would come in handy.