Chapter 11 The Sparks

Arella MY HEART started a mad thumping in my chest. My knees wobbled when he looked down at me with blazing dark eyes. He wanted to see my reaction or he might believe the eyes were the gateway to the soul or something. Then he walked away. A moment later, he was back with two glasses of red wine. After he offered mine, he raised his glass for a toss. “To us.” I let the sweetness and the acidity of the wine to run down my throat. I needed to numb myself if I had to be honest tonight,...