I tried to walk away, but he held me firm in his grip as both girls sobbed and left the room, shutting the large oak door behind them.
A lock clicked, my heart dropped to my stomach.
“I’m Alex.” He still wasn’t releasing me.
“I figured.”
“How so?”
“You’re the last of the last male sirens.”
“And I’m not pretty?” Was he seriously that vain?
“Honestly?”
“Please.”
I took a deep breath. Good-bye, college. Good-bye, life. Air. Breathing. “When I think of pretty, I think of a flower or the sunset. Pretty is feminine. It speaks of things you’re told not to touch and places you see in a book.” I took a deep breath. “So no, I can’t say you’re pretty. But I can say you’re dangerously beautiful, the type of beautiful that hits a person in layers over and over again until every sense is assaulted with everything — you. Pretty wouldn’t do a siren justice, now, would it?”
His smile widened just as the door opened. Cassius poked his head in. “You’ve made your choice.”
“It seems, it was made for me before I even had the chance to say anything.”
“Funny how that happens.”
“Hilarious.” Alex sounded more irritated than amused.
“I’ll leave you to it.” Cassius closed the door and that damn lock sounded again, only this time it was several clicks followed by a thud and then a sucking noise, like we were in an air tight container and only had twenty-four hours worth of oxygen.
I gulped.
It? What was it? Why wasn’t I getting to leave? I wasn’t one of the human virgin sacrifices! Even if I was a virgin. I was… a botanist! Okay, a horrible botanist since I’ve killed more plants than I’ve kept alive, but not the point.
Alex lifted his hand into the air. The large metal locks slid across the door and clicked into place.
Again.
So basically at this point, I was in my own tomb.
Locked from the inside.
Lovely.
With one sweeping movement, he pulled the hood over his head and tossed the cape to the floor revealing a rock-hard eight-pack that could cut ice and long tresses of hair of so many colors I couldn’t focus on just one.
His eyes illuminated blue and then turned purple.
His beauty hit me full force, sending me to my hands and knees even though I don’t remember telling my body to fall in front of him.
“And now?” He teased. “Now what do you think?”
“I think…” My voice shook. “That I’m in trouble.”
“You would be right…”
Alex
TO SAY I was pissed.