But why wasn’t Gabe moving, throwing off his attacker and doing something? I shifted my gaze to Gabe’s face. His eyes were wide with shock, then suddenly those dark eyes crinkled, and he started to laugh. Huh? He shoved the man off him. “Get up, Cal. She didn’t hit you that hard.” Then Gabe rolled up to his feet. Cal? My head spun, and a hot sick feeling blossomed in my stomach. I started backing up. Cal? I knew that name! I had dropped the frame when I hit the man, now all I had to do was grab my purse and run like hell. I reached down to snatch my purse and straightened up. Gabe stood in front of me, blocking my path to the door. His dark hair fell over his forehead, and there was a gleam of sweat on his face. He raised a single eyebrow. “Why the rush to leave? You just got here.” “Umm, I forgot something. I have to go!” I tried to get around him. Gabe shifted to block me. “Not so fast, sugar. I want you to meet someone.” I glared at him. “Let me by, Gabe.” “Or?”
