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“What are you doing?” Stuart’s voice was level, but I could sense a change

Looking back at him, my braid flipped over my shoulder “More than one of us can leave”

With that, I set off toward the cabin We’d strolled here at a leisurely pace, but I took a fast, deterh the door and grabbingWhen Stuart made me drive over in the truck, I’d been sad because I’d wanted to ride with hiainst his chest, his strong arms around my waist, our hands clasped We were at the start of this mini-escape, and my brain was full of romantic dreams

Today, I realized lad I had a truck to drive back to the ranch I als were quickly shoved into the duffel I’d brought, and I reached for the door when it opened on its own

Stuart stood in“You’re not leaving”

As angry as I was,overtwice his normal size

“Yes, I aly small

He surveyedthe door closed behind him with a slam I was trapped “Why?”

My brow lined All the reasons I should go and never look back crowded together in et out The result was“You Are you? Seriously?”

In one quickmy face to his

“Stop!” I cried out, slapping his hand off my cheeks

I was angry He was angry I pushed at hi it behind my back

“Ow!” I shouted, twisting to get free “Let o!”

“No” His eyes were dark, and soled in response

I pushed and fought harder He blocked every blow, holding round, pullinghard, our chests ether