"You are mine," I growled into her neck. "You're not going anywhere." "I wasn't!" "What was the bag for then?" Where would she go without telling me? Without telling Kansas? When I saw the bag, I went into panic mode and pulled out my knife. I’d only intended to scare her, but the gleam in her eyes, the excitement I saw underneath the fear as I slid the mask on and pushed her to the wall, it turned me on too.
