“I do.”
He sighed and inhaled the fragrance of her hair. “Let me enjoy this, just one moment longer.”
She laughed and glanced up at him as she conceded, “Okay, one more minute.” She had a moment’s warning as he stared at her lips, before he went to take the kiss he could apparently no longer resist. She flinched and shouted, “No, Elijah! Don’t do it, or I’ll have to punch you again.”
He groaned and closed his eyes as if deep in thought. “Damn it, Sabrina, it might be worth another black eye.”
She laughed and stepped back from his arms. “Oh, Elijah, you really need a—”
Clap, clap, clap.
Oh man, someone watched them, and she knew it would be Isaac. And, of course, he’d found her in Elijah’s arms again. However innocent the embrace had been, it would look anything but to Isaac, who already felt insecure about his brother.
Her heart lurched, and she took a deep breath before turning to face Isaac. This was going to suck royally. Her eyes widened in fear and she found herself wishing it had been Isaac. But it looked far, far worse. Across the clearing, Louisa glared at her.
“You know, you almost had me convinced the girl could live. Clearly, you were lying through your teeth last night, Elijah. Didn’t anyone ever tell you lying to your maker is frowned upon?”
“I didn’t lie to you.” As Elijah spoke, he positioned Sabrina behind him. “We aren’t lovers. I already told you as much. She loves Isaac, not me.”
“She has an odd way of showing her love for Isaac. For if I’m not mistaken, it’s you she embraced. Not Isaac,” Louisa sneered.
“I only comforted him. That’s it. He was grieving over what you did to him and all the people he loved,” Sabrina replied in a rush of anger. She should be terrified of this woman—this monster. But instead, hatred flowed through her veins and gave her a heady sense of power.
“Oh, how darling. I’m sure that is what Amelia was doing as well. Comforting him,” Louisa said, sarcasm oozing from her voice.
“Sabrina, be quiet.” Elijah shushed.
“I will not!” she exclaimed. “She doesn’t scare me.”
“Louisa, knock it off. She is innocent. Leave her be.”
“Once again with the broken record. Don’t you ever say anything new?” She took a step closer to them, and Elijah snarled in response. She seemed to take heed of the warning, because she paused and raised her hands in a gesture of peace. “Did you like the dream you had last night, Sabrina? It’s one of my most shining acts of all time.”
Sabrina gaped at her and completely forgot her bravado. “You showed me the dream?”
“But, of course. Who else?”
“Which dream?” Elijah interjected.
“Why?” Sabrina questioned.
“Well, what would be the fun of killing you, if you didn’t remember the last day in detail? I have always been somewhat dramatic, and I love my scene to be set perfectly, in all ways. As a matter of fact, I’m still not quite ready to kill you yet. We are missing one key factor.”
“Isaac,” Sabrina breathed. “You leave him alone, bitch. He has done nothing to you!”
“Oh, you’re a delight. I’m here merely for informational purposes today, which is the only reason you’re still safely tucked away behind dear old Elijah. Otherwise, I’d be snapping your bones in two. Like I did before.”
“I think you’re wrong there, because I’m not her. I have information for you, too.”
“Oh? And what would that be?”
Sabrina stepped around Elijah’s protective stance and moved to walk up to Louisa. Elijah grabbed her, so she settled for leaning forward to hiss, “I’m not scared of you.”
“Are you trying to get yourself killed?” Elijah snapped as he pushed her back behind him. Sabrina ignored him, and so did
Louisa.
Louisa laughed. “Oh, my, you are fun. Too bad I have to kill you.”