Flora’s P.O.V

“Clay…where are we going?”

“Shhh…no questions.” Clay’s breath fanned my cheek as he turned back to look at me. “You’ll ruin the surprise.”

“Really?” I held up my tied hands to what I assumed was in front of his face. “Because this looks like an abduction.”

Clay’s laugh was like a fresh burst of sunshine and I could hear birds chirping in the distance, as if they too were delighted by the sound.

“It’s not my fault you wouldn’t sit still and kept reaching for the blindfold.” He said. “Consider it a precautionary measure.”

“Or I’m being led to a villain’s secret lair where I’d be forced to...