Regina’s words ignited a spark of annoyance in Colt. He reached out, his large hand gripping her delicate face. Her tone, as much as her words, was absolute. Still unwilling to accept her decision, Colt asked, “Regina, do you really want me to leave that much?”
In the darkness, the only light came from the greenish glow of the emergency exit sign, illuminating Colt’s dark, unreadable eyes as Regina stared into them. She felt the warmth of his breath on her face. For the first time, Colt felt a flicker of apprehension about her answer.
Under Colt’s forceful grip, Regina finally stopped struggling. She knew she couldn’t escape him physically unscathed; she’d have to use her wits. But that required the right opportunity. For now, she decided to wait.
Regina remained silent, her body still,
