I stared at the table, skin crawling from the weight of all their attention. Finally, a bazillion years later, all three of them walked out of the kitchen. I let out a sigh of relief and rested my head back. Kharon reappeared in the doorway. I froze. He stalked over to where I was sitting. Glacial blue eyes burned with fury. “If you dare harm yourself,” he rasped softly, high cheekbones glinting like razor blades, “I’ll bring you back to life and torture you for all of eternity.” My breath hitched.
