"Not for much longer."
Eleanor unbuckled her seatbelt. Julian did too.
The motion made her already-tense body wind tighter still.
*What are you afraid of?*
He leaned in without warning, bracing against the passenger door.
Eleanor found herself boxed in seat on one side, his arms on the other breath catching in her chest.
Afraid of me?
His mouth curved, that faint upward smile pulling off a kind of deadly appeal, eyes fixed on her like stars burning bright against the dark.
Her chest cinched tighter.
Afraid I'll touch you?
Watching the panic flash across her face, Julian laughed softly, pulled back, and reached for his phone instead.
"David we there?"
She caught David's voice faintly on the other end. "Right behind Ms. Hale's car, sir."
"Good."
He hung up and turned back to he
