he said softly. “Lie down.” Her daze shattered. Shaking her head, russet strands whipping across her face, she backed away. “No. I won’t.” “You don’t have a choice,” Hawk said coolly. “You can make this easy, or make it hard. That is your only option. I have said I will have you, and I will.” He reached out to lift a strand of her hair, threading it between his fingers. “I know you are a virgin. I will be gentle.” “Gentle!” Her eyes were huge and golden, catching the reflected gleam from the low fire in the center of the tipi. “I am supposed to believe that you won’t hurt me? You? A man who has treated me as a . . . a possession since I first saw you? This is what you’ve wanted all along, isn’t it?” His hand fell away. “Of course. Did you think differently? This wanting is what lures men to women, what makes them take risks to have them. I’ve made no secret of that fact.” His broad shoulders lifted in a slight shrug.
