Heart Off Guard

The two of them stared blankly at each other.

The air seemed to freeze.

Vance leaned down, his eyes fixed on Tessa. He whispered softly, "Or are you saying you hate me?"

His eyes, usually as still as a dead sea showing no hint of a ripple, now seemed to have faint ripples, almost as if they were bewitching.

"I don't hate you!" Tessa raised an eyebrow, meeting his gaze.

She explained, "But you know