10With my jaw dropping, I just stared at Jim for a long moment, horribly confused as to whether I wanted to say one more word or not. On one hand, his threat of putting me in handcuffs had made me bizarrely but pleasantly breathless, and I wondered if he might take me back inside my cabin to put the cuffs on me. Then I wondered if he might try to kiss me before hauling me off to practice, Then I wondered if that might even lead to a further delay in us getting to practice, a delay that I had a feeling might be exquisitely enjoyable. But on the other hand, Jim’s threat had angered me to the point that my fists had balled, seemingly of their own accord.
However, before I could make a decision to say another word, or not, Jim’s serious expression changed into one a little softer, and his dar
