And it was as if the violent action released a torrent of rage and emotion. "How dare you! How dare you say this is nonsense!" The next time she hit him, it was with her fist. Catching her wrist before she struck him again, he twisted her around, wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her tightly against him, trapping both her arms against her body. He didn't know how else to subdue her without getting a knee in the groin or an elbow in the gut. At the same time, he was all too aware of how they must have looked on the shoulder of the highway. All he needed was for some Good Samaritan to pull over and try to help the damsel in distress. Luckily, no cars had passed them since he had grabbed her. Against him, Alaina squirmed, groaning her frustration through gritted teeth. He felt her muscles coil and strain, as if she were trying to get leverage to flip him over her shoulder. He was surprised he was able to hold her so easily. In their earlier skirmishes, she'd proved a worthy and strong opponent.
