“I hate you,” Kat cried through chattering teeth. “I wish you would drop dead.”
“Liar,” Quinn exclaimed. “You don’t hate me.”
“The hell if I don’t!” Kat raged. “You’ve been running around shadowing me since you and Warren declared peace and treating me like I’m some little girl that needs your protection. I don’t need s**t from you. I’ve survived ten years without you and I’ll survive another ten!”
Quinn glared down at her, “You survived ten years without me just fine all right! What about your absentee mate?” he thundered.
Kat’s growl would have made her brothers proud if they’d heard it. It was deep, guttural, and turned Quinn on like a light switch. He answered with a growl of his own but it abruptly turned into a pained whine when she lifted her knee and drove it mercilessly into h
