“Jordan was already striding through her bedroom door with his captive securely in his arms when her outrage finally overcame the stunned paralysis. "Put me down," she demanded, her sea-colored eyes more green than gray as they reflected the full force of her rising fury. "I mean it, Jordan. Let me go this instant! You have absolutely no right to treat me this way. I won't tolerate it! Do you hear me?" "I hear you. Do you always sound this shrewish when things aren't going exactly as you planned... them?" He seemed more interested than alarmed, and Alyssa felt anger sizzling in her blood stream. Anger and something else. Would there always be an underlying element of passion coursing through her whenever this man touched her? That thought made her even more furious, and she used her gilded coral nails with sharp effect on his shoulders. Since she had slid her finger tips inside the collar of the suede jacket, he had no protection against the savage little attack. "Damn you, Jordan, I won't be treated like this!" He sucked in his breath as she sank her nails into the fabric of his dark shirt, and then he simply opened his arms and let her fall.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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