The passage is lit by sporadic torchlight, and within a short distance, a staircase leads downward that gives me a moment of panic. I yank Ward to a halt, taking several deep breaths. His hand settles on my back, and if it wasn't for trying to pretend to be fearless, I probably would have balked.
“Give me a moment to adjust, Ward. It is pitch black down there. I can't see a thing, and frankly it bothers me, placing my feet where I can't see them.” I huff. Ward moves closer to me and tangles his hand in the hair at the base of my skull.
“There's no shame in admitting fear.” Ward murmurs. I scoff and try to push past him, but he grabs my wrist, stopping me. “Especially in dangerous situations.” He remarks. “I thought we just covered letting me lead?” Ward's grip tightens and I look down to
