They watched his movements, an inexplicable chill creeping through the air.
Whether or not X would explode was another matter, but one thing was certain, Derek was about to.
In the silence, the sound of his footsteps echoed sharply. He stopped before Bonnie, lowering his gaze to her.
Tall, long-legged, his bearing carried an air of refinement that, when directed at someone like this, held a dangerous edge.
His fingers hooked a strand of her hair. His voice was lazy, almost careless. "You're planning to go out tonight in this dress?"
The onlookers shivered involuntarily. If Derek was truly angry, it was terrifying.
However, Bonnie showed not the slightest fear. On the contrary, she tilted her face up, eyes curving as she smiled at him. "Darling, do I look beautiful?"
He studied her through half-lidded eyes, then after a few seconds answered slowly, "If you changed into something else, I think you'd look even more beautiful."
