SKYLAR
“S-Strip for you?”
My voice coming out all cracky barely qualifies as sound. My heart hasn't just left the building; it’s packed its bags, bought a one-way ticket, and sprinted far, far away from the sheer violence with which it’s thumping against my ribs.
"You heard me loud and clear, darling.” Trey’s look is that of a predator sizing up its cornered meal. "Or wait... are you scared now? I thought you were all brave seconds ago out in the hall. What changed?"
Don't back down, Skylar. Do NOT show him he's getting to you.
With a hard swallow, I force my chin to shoot up even though my knees feel like overcooked noodle strings. "N-No! I'm not scared! That was just... completely unexpected! And besides..." I gesture aggressively with both hands toward the cramped space between h
