“I’ve got something that will fix that.” And, yes, he made sure she got what he meant with a wink.
What he didn’t expect was that she would laugh and say, “Oh, darlin’, you wish you were man enough to handle me.”
A dare? How he loved a challenge. His inner kitty twitched its tail in excitement. “You probably shouldn’t have said that.” He held her gaze and smiled as he snapped the tape holding his hands. His lips quirked as he stood with the chair and flexed, freeing himself and sending it crashing to the floor.
His sexy kidnapper slowly backed away, the gun never wavering, a touch of fear finally sparking in her eyes. But not enough to worry him, not when he could sense her skin heating as well.
“I’ll give you a five-second head start,” he offered.
Because his cat did so love a chase.
Growrrr.
Instead of bolting, though, she pulled the trigger at almost point-blank range.
But be sure to check out the next story, featuring Daryl: A Panther’s Claim.
The End…for now.