My lips curve into into a grin, and I find myself stepping closer to Amelia. “We have five minutes.”
Her gaze flicks over me. “I think more like four and half now.”
“Stop wasting time then and come here,” I beckon with my finger.
“There isn’t enough time,” she protests.
My brows rise, and I yank her toward me. “Amelia Waters, you have no idea what I can do in five minutes.”
Her hands are trembling when they land flat on my chest. “What can you do in five minutes?” she asks as if challenging me.
I lick my lips. “Some really bad things.”
She laughs. Head tilted back and loud.
She won’t be laughing soon.
