A shuddering groan escapes my lips, and I freeze, coming back to reality when I sense a change in the air, a quiet tension replacing his sounds. Did he leave? I didn’t hear the door open— The curtain is ripped back and he looms over me, his throat working soundlessly as he rakes his eyes over me and stumbles back, falling on the floor. “Ava! What…” He hurries up to his knees, his face horrified. “Shit, shit, shit, what are you doing in here!”
My jaws are slacked. Wig snatched!!
