‘Would you just let go!?’ I hissed at him when he released his grip round my jaw. I was absolutely furious - where did Blake get off dragging me around like that?

‘But Evee - we have to talk.’ I struggled harder, disliking the cliché. Finally, I managed to pull away, although he kept his grip on my upper arm. ‘We do, you silly girl. I tried to ( Read more... )