Still shivering from the sensation of his velvety tongue
gliding over her palm, Laurie glanced around the hall. Everyone stared, many
with smirks, while others harbored hostile expressions on their infuriated
faces.
Mortified, she stepped down hard on the bridge of his foot.
He chuckled at her lame attempt to hurt him. She wished she wore heels instead
of soft China flats. Stilettos. Something that would do damage.
When he released her and stepped away, Elspeth leaned close
to whisper. “Curtsy.”
Laurie wanted to slap the grin off Patrick’s arrogant face.
Instead, she inhaled a bracing breath, swallowed her pride, executed a clumsy
curtsy, and nearly fell to the floor.
He caught her arm in time to stop her from landing hard.
“Now the whole clan kens you belong to me,” he said in a quiet voice,
thankfully only she heard.
He’d the nerve to laugh, the hearty sound echoing through
the hall. She wanted to spit in his face or knee him in the gonads. Feeling her
temper escalate, yet knowing she dare not make a scene, she glared at the jerk.
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