Sarah must have heard his approaching footsteps; she arched her neck upwards slowly, careful of the knife between her neck and shoulder, and her eyes twinkled at him. She smiled, "Hey, want to help me out here?"
Her question wasn't filled with fear or terror, but she was enjoying whatever this was. Sebastian ignored her question and asked, "What's going on here?"
Blair spoke with her eyes and glared fiercely at his sister as if she had committed something unspeakable. "S—She tried to—"
Sarah cut her off and smiled mischievously, "It's not my fault that you entered the room while I was enjoying my snack."
She spoke with a hint of humor, "Now, dearest, will you remove the knife from my neck? It's not a pleasant feeling."
Blair narrowed her eyes sharply and dug the knife deeper, a trickle of blood flowing down across her pale skin.
Sebastian asked with an arched brow, "Wait. You brought someone here?"
