CHAPTER 16

  The surprised expression was also gone as soon as it had appeared, leaving only a blank stare which mirrored his signature catatonic and gelid one. They stood completely still like garden gnomes, staring at each other from across the room until Emerald made the first movement.

  She lifted the styrofoam cup to her lips, immediately downing the remnant of her bitter coffee which had already run cold before she looked towards the trash can which laid some steps away from the cellarette.

  Unconsciously, she licked her strawberry pink plump lips and she began moving towards the bin. She walked right past Jordan, making him shut his eyes tightly as he sucked in a breath while he caught a whiff of her perfume, which scented like spicy vanilla, saffron and a snippet of coriander.