“You listen up, Dutch. I am not your property. I do not belong to you. And as long as there is breath in my body, I will never give you the privilege of telling me what I can and cannot do.” “I see,” I muse, nodding once. “And I totally respect that.” Her jaw drops. I don’t waste a second. Flattening my hand against her torso, I push her off balance and throw her over my shoulder.
