My legs were shaking when I stood up to go to him, my eyes never leaving his. I was mesmerized, captivated, I think, as I went to him. There was something new in the way he looked at me this time, and a million thoughts went through my head though I couldn’t tell you one of them.
That all changed, though, when he studied me without speaking for what felt like hours. His eyes flicked over my head while his head didn’t move. “Excuse us, Chantal.” He reached for my hand and took me from the room. I only had a chance to look back at Chantal questioningly and maybe a silent plea for help before she disappeared from view.
“My pet….” Not that her presence could save me from whatever he was about to do, which from the looks of it, was nothing good for yours truly.
“Later!” I got the feeling that talking was not the best thing for me right now, so I kept my lips shut until we reached his room, well, our room now, and he closed the door.