Page 469 of Ruthless Court

Barefoot.

Hair dripping.

And starts laughing.

I stare at him.

“You.”

“What did I do?”

“Control your animals.”

“They're champions.”

“They're idiots.”

“Both can be true.”

I reach for the nearest bottle.

His smile disappears.

“Hannah.”

I spray him directly in the face.

The room loses control.

Kane wipes champagne from his eyes.

Then he looks at me.

Slowly.

“Oh, you're dead.”

I run.

He catches me in three steps.

His arm hooks around my waist and lifts me from the floor.

I kick uselessly.

“Kane!”

“Apologize.”

“Never.”

He spins me once.

My laugh comes out breathless.

Then he puts me down and kisses me in the middle of the party.

Champagne.