Chapter 22

• She shoved the book she held back to its line. His words weren’t the only thing that steered up the annoyance she felt in her throat, it was the way he had used something he knew she would love to get his way with whatever decision about her life that he didn’t think she had a say in. She felt manipulated even though it might be an exaggerated emotion. She snapped. “So you bring me here to make me feel comfortable and more Inclined to accept whatever it is you think I need.”
• “Yes.” He deadpanned without batting an eye. He rolled his arms into each other and shrugged, “and it’s what I know you need. You will be safer here.”
• Her anger clashed with his arrogance, “you’ve got to be kidding me with this bullshit.”