Liana's POV
Time seemed to slow to a halt as Kieran stared me down. With how rooted in his spot he was, and how his gaze had been trained on mine since the last couple of minutes, I had every right to believe that somehow, we'd gotten frozen in time.
Until his lips moved, that is.
I had no idea what he had up his sleeve, but a deep frown tugging along the lines of his mouth was the last thing I expected. Somehow, that single action only made him look even more furious than he previously did.
I waited and counted to ten in my mind, slowly ticking off the numbers from my fingers. Once I'd gotten to ten and Kieran still hadn't made a move or said anything else, I made a decision of my own.
I moved. The plan was to side step him and get out of the room, but just one step was all it took for my plan to fall through. Thanks to his hefty physique, he was able to block out the door, simultaneously trapping me inside the room with him.
