Chapter 30

A smile twitched at Claude’s lips when he saw me. It made my skin crawl. I puffed up my chest, crossing my arms and kept as much distance as I could between the two of us.

“Long time, no see,” Claude stated, leaning against my car. He was blocking my driver’s door.

“What do you want?” I asked firmly, reaching in my bag to grasp my keys.

Claude bent at the waist, his lanky figure closer to my level. His dark eyes danced wildly as he stated, “You are coming with me.” It was different than how Rowan’s eye would dance when he was excited or overwhelmed. This was calculated, cold, and dangerous.

I took a step back. “No, I’m not.” Men like Claude need clear answers, or they interpret everything as a yes.

Claude leaned back, a tic forming in his jaw as his upper lip curled in annoyance. “How are you doing that?”