“He hurt my feelings.”
“And you’re spreading your legs for me after what I did all those years ago and I’m not in a coma. You didn’t have to hit him.”
Her hand moved but I caught it this time. She looked at my hand on her wrist then back at me. “Let me go.”
“You don’t want me to.”
“Stop telling me what I want.”
“No.”
Her eyes crinkled, wet and then her knee moved. I caught it before it could make an impact and carried her. “What are you? Stop it! Let me go!”
I carried her across the cabin, her body thrashing against mine. Her fists pounded my back. Her teeth sank into my shoulder. I didn't flinch. She screamed. “You're an asshole!”
“I know.”
“A f*****g coward!”
“I know that too.”
“Put me down!”
I threw her onto the bed.
She bounced once, her hair fanning across the pillows, he
