Thirty-Nine

ZORA'S POV

I was frozen in place. I could barely even breathe, let alone move. I felt that if I did, I would make a complete ass of myself like I had done the other night.

What riled me the most was that Elliot was so aware of the power he held over my treacherous body. I could not suppress the shiver of pleasure that rocked my entire frame as he whispered into my ears.

I barely paid attention to his words, just the subtle nuances of his words, the feel of his hot breath on my skin, and the heady smell of his perfume. Ever so slowly, having delivered his speech, as he had said, he withdrew.

"And I will get you back, Zora, by any means necessary even if it is the last thing I do."

We looked each other in the eye. I wanted to tell him how I never wanted to set my eyes on him again, and how I would not have given him the time of day if I were in Georgia and he had come there. But the words seemed to be stuck in my throat. I suddenly felt his hands grip my waist, holding it in plac