Dagger pulled away from her and stood with his back to her. He curled his hands into a fist, trying to resist the urge to either shake her, or wrap his arms around her and never let her go. The urge to shake her came from the knowledge that he hadn’t been crazy. He hadn’t just imagined that she was there. She had been.
“Do you have any idea how dangerous that crazy stunt of yours was?” he asked harshly, refusing to turn around.
He didn’t want her to realize that it wasn’t anger he felt, but fear. Fear of what would have happened if Kelman or a hundred other males on Bruttus would have gotten their hands on her. Death would have been a blessing compared to what could have happened to her.
“Yes, I do,” Jordan said, her voice closer than he expected.
He turned to discover that she had ris
