A beat later, a low sound of frustration came from his throat, and he moved into action. Guiding her around the chaise by her elbow, he gently steered her out of the room through its wide, arched entrance. “Where are you taking me?” she demanded. “Someplace we can have a conversation that won’t get you into more trouble,” he murmured. “Though, I’m starting to suspect that keeping you out of trouble wouldn’t be an easy task.”
