C23 Chapter Twenty-Two

I stared at the table with my mouth hanging open. I didn’t see Zachary move, but I felt the heat of his body behind me. I heard him whisper in my ear, “Whatever I want, baby girl.”

There was something dangerous in the tone of his voice, which made my heart pound ten times harder.

I watched him take the aim for the last striped ball on the table. He looked like a man on a mission