“And you are now driving me to some unknown destination, again, against my will.”
“What’s your point, Leia?” He seemed genuinely curious to know.
“’Against my will’ is pretty much the textbook definition of ‘hostage’!” She exploded.
“Well, if you want to get technical about it. But in this case, it’s for your own good. Even if you don’t realize it yet.”
Leia squeezed her eyes shut. She could only hope he wasn’t some kind of escaped mental patient with a savior complex.
“I swear, first chance I get, I’m going to scream for help,” she whispered.
“Open your pretty blue eyes, woman. You’ve already got all the help you need, right here.” Once again, the sheer confidence in his voice held some mysterious power to put her jumpy nerves at ease. Despite every tumultuous moment since meeting h
