"Look, I'm going to take off. This was just--"
Wrath was in front of her faster than she could blink. "I can't
let you go."
Fear licked her heart, but she put up a good front. "You
can't make me stay."
His hands lifted to her face. She jerked back but he
wouldn't let go.
The pad of his thumb stroked her cheek. Whenever he got
too close, she became spellbound and it happened again. She
felt her body swaying toward his.
"I'm not lying to you," he said. "Your father sent me to you
Because you're going to need my help. Trust me."