271 Tip toes- Part 5

Madeline chose not to answer him, knowing he could decipher her lies through her words. The more she would speak, the more she would dig a grave for herself. When Calhoun stepped closer, she turned her face away from him and his words vibrated on the skin of her neck,

"Did you go to meet him...my sweet girl?"

He knew.

Calhoun's hand moved to pet her head, waiting for her reply. When he didn't receive one, the same hand that had been weaving through her hair, gently tugged her hair from behind, "Are you not going to speak?" 

"I-I didn't know if h-he was there," Madeline blurted when she felt Calhoun's bite of jealousy through his hand. Seeing him look at her like this, she felt her mouth turn dry, and she gulped.