He growled. He clenched his hands together, holding tight to his control as the defiant tilt of her chin threated to rip it right out of his fingertips. Kate glared up at him, her eyes darkening at the hint of challenge he layered into his tone. She loved a good skirmish. It was one of the many things he loved about her. She sucked her bottom lip between her teeth, nibbling on the flesh, debating what to do next, not that he believed she’d leave the room alone for a second. She’d been trying to get into that room since the instant Daniel had told her it was off limits. “Nothing, Master.” She looked away, playing that she’d given up, and every muscle in his body tensed. She should know better than to try and fool him. He noticed the change in her demeanor. Her body shifted toward the door just before she sprinted across the room. He reached for her, and she dodged his embrace, racing through the empty space that would be their dining room. He let out a snarl and chased after her, his heart pumping hard.
