“What does he want from you?” Matthew finally broke the silence, his voice low and filled with a mix of frustration and something Camille couldn't quite place. It was hard to focus on anything when he was standing so close, his intense steel-blue eyes searching hers. Camille barely knew him; how could she feel so many things for a guy she met just this morning?
“I said, what does he want from you?” he repeated, his irritation more pronounced this time.
