Your Hands To Yourself

“Consider what?” Reyona asked in confusion.

“Staying here. I think it would help to prevent the kind of thing that happened tonight, you know.”

“I have a place of my own. I don’t need to move in with you to do this. I can…” When he raised his brow at her intended statement, she narrowed her eyes and said “Tonight was just a fluke. Next time…”

“Next time, it might even be worse. Then they might take them away. And then all our effort would be for nothing. Is that what you want, Reyona?”

Why was he coming closer?

“I don’t think…”

“What are you afraid of?”

Her initial discomfort disappeared in her temper at his insinuation.

“And who said I was afraid of anything? What would I be afraid of? You? Right, don’t flatter yourself, okay?”

“So, you agree with me that nothing is stopping you from staying here?” Maxwell asked while standing just a few paces from her.