He kept glaring at me as he moved closer and closer to me. I could see the rage in his eyes and a shiver ran down my spine. I knew I had made him angry but to what extent?
I really didn't know him that well.
So what was he going to do now?
Hit me?
Get violent like Scott?
"Why would you say that?" he asked, his voice softer.
I lifted my eyes and was shocked to find him leaned toward me. His face was only inches from mine. My breath caught as his green eyes captured mine and held them in place. They drew out the truth I couldn't expel on my own.
"That's what I am."
He shook his head slightly as he wet his lips. "It's just your job. It's not who you are."
I wanted to believe him. With everything I was, I wanted to believe his overly kind words but I knew the truth of who I was. I
