She was still trying to wrap her head around this…deception. How had she so easily fallen for him?
“But you’re wearing his clothes. His hat…” she stuttered to a halt. She’d recognize Finn’s hat anywhere.
“Yeah. He loaned them to me.”
“He did nothing of the sort,” she retorted.
“It doesn’t really matter if you believe me or not,” he replied with a shrug. “Because I’ve got you, and I’m not letting you go.”
“Yes, you are.” She spat in his face, stomping on his foot as hard as she could at the same time. But it did no good, he still had her about the waist.
“You little b***h. You’re gonna pay for that,” he said, slowly drawing his sleeve across his face to wipe away the spittle.
“No!” she screamed the word in his face, then brought her knee up into his groin. But he twisted at the last
