“Don’t give me back to him,” I repeated, as if he hadn’t heard me the first time. His blue eyes gave nothing away. “Balto?” I pressed my forehead against his and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Baby, I don’t know what I’m going to do.” His arm hooked around my waist, and he rolled me to my back, staying inside through the maneuver. “I have no fucking idea what I’m going to do.”
