She smiled. A real one this time. Sharp enough to draw blood. One day, she thought. One day he'll stop playing at danger and show me the real thing. And when he does...
God, she was going to enjoy it.
The door shut behind her and in the hallway Patience exhaled once. Slow and controlled. Not because he frightened her. Because he hadn't. And the fact that she kept waiting for the day he finally did, that was the only thing about Enzo that could ever truly kill her. -