Michael sounded shocked and confused, and she wanted to hit him for it. She settled for shoving at his shoulders. “Off.” He sighed and levered himself away from the cot, but caught one of her hands in his before she could scramble away. She tried to...
She glanced away, resettling herself. This was the last thing she wanted to talk about. “Bad luck?” he repeated, but in a tone that shouted disbelief. “Really bad. One disaster after another.” He blinked and said, “Hit me wit...
“My dear girl, you know me so well already.” “Ha. If I knew you so well, I would have anticipated your noble plan to sacrifice yourself and marry me.” He tilted his head to one side. “Would you have done something to stop me, if you had?” &nbs...