Chapter 11 : Melting

"I could turn you loose. Grant you your freedom and send you on your way. A pretty little thing like you wouldn't have any trouble finding a troupe to travel with. I'll let you scamper back to Evangeline and tell her exactly how much you've learned about me," he offered, hand lifting toward my chin.

At first, I thought he might be summoning more vines, but none of the plants in the room reacted. He reached toward me but hesitated, and I wasn't sure why that frustrated me.

He was much taller than me, so my chest was barely level with the bottom of his pectoral muscles, and I tried to focus on his face instead of how I didn't realize just how snug his trousers were.

"Maybe I'll take you up on that. And maybe I'll figure out who the hell Evangeline is when I get out of here," I retorted, jaw set in defiance.