A gasp ripped up my throat when he suddenly lifted my arms above my head and pinned them against the cabinet. “Just a name.” It sounded of sex and coercion. My eyes squeezed closed. “I can’t.” His big hands slipped down my quivering limbs, as if he were gathering up every ounce of terror that I possessed. Taking it into his hold. Caressing away the panic. “I have you, Salem.”
