rocked. When Jake walked into the cabin, and began to strip off
his clothes, Allie looked at him in a way she hadn't before.
Shoulders so wide they barely fit through the door and a flat,
rock-hard stomach. Sculpted muscles in a smooth, tanned back, eyes
a beautiful deep blue, and a face that, if it weren't so hard-
edged, could make a woman dizzy.
mentally shook herself. Maybe she was succumbing to the Hostage
Syndrome, beginning to see her captors as saviors instead of the
ruthless, drug- dealing kidnappers they were. The truth was, she
had no idea what Jake Dawson's intentions might be. There was more
than a good chance he meant to kill her.
the waist, Jake tossed his tee shirt over a chair. "Get in bed. I
need to get some sleep and I can't do it with you prowling around
watched him warily. "Aren't you going to tie me up?"
stopped in front of her. "If you leave the cabin, you'll have to
deal with Bobby or Luis. You ought to know by now what will happen
if they get their hands on you."
shivered. "I won't leave."
now get in bed. If I wanted to rape you, I'd have done it long
haven't you?" The words were out of her mouth before she could
stop them. Allie cringed at the astonished look on his face.
me to rape you?"
Of-of course not. I just wondered...you know, why you hadn't. I'm
sure if my roommate, Krissy, were the one hiding in your cabin,
you would at least have considered the idea. It seems kind of
insulting in some way."
edged up at the corners. Then the faint smile slowly slid away and
inside his faded jeans he went hard. It didn't take an expert to
recognize the thick ridge pressing against his fly or know exactly
what it meant.
frozen as reached up and drew a finger down her cheek. "Well,
now...I wouldn't want to insult a lady."