The Kidnapped Christmas Bride (Taming Of The Sheenans Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
For a split second she could see his shock. She’d hurt him. But in the next moment, the surprise disappeared, replaced by fury. Mistake, she thought, inhaling sharply, she’d make a big mistake. Perhaps even a critical error. You didn’t really want to make Trey angry. Not truly angry. When pushed too far, Trey didn’t bend or yield. He didn’t compromise, nor was he a man of words. Trey Sheenan was a man of action, and she could see from his hard, shuttered gaze that he was done talking. Done playing nice. Trey had tried diplomacy and he was reverting to what he did best: taking control. Fighting. And this time he was fighting her. McKenna’s heart pounded. Her legs shook. She took a step toward him. “No, Trey, no,” she choked, seeing him place TJ in the middle of the truck’s bench seat. “Don’t do this.” He clicked the seatbelt around the child’s waist and then turned the key in the ignition. The big truck roared to life. He had to raise his voice to be heard over the powerful engine.
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