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“Look at me,” Gabe commanded, his voice velvety rough.
I forced myself to meet his gaze, acutely aware of his nakedness.
“I need you to undress and get into the shower. This powder is like acid, burning your skin.”
I shook my head.
“Have I given you a reason to fear me?” His eyes gleamed with something I couldn’t decipher.
I licked my lips, then cocked my head. “You kidnapped me. You’re holding me prisoner.”
“Yet I never harmed you.” Gabe took a step forward. “Never forced you against your will.”
Another step. I pressed my back into the wall, heart in my throat. “Well, that’s debatable.”
He smiled—a predatory, dark smile.
My heart raced, but I forced myself to meet his gaze unflinchingly. “I’m not afraid of you.”
The corner of his mouth quirked up. “No? Maybe you should be, Stellina. Especially if you don’t follow my orders.”
My stomach hardened, and I narrowed my brows and folded my arms over my chest. Didn’t I make it abundantly clear I wouldn’t follow his orders?
What exactly in the sentence,I don’t take orders from you,didn’t he understand?
But before I could open my mouth to tear into him, he abruptly changed course and stalked to the shower, turning the water on.
I sagged against the wall. What was I thinking? I was no match for him. And as long I was his captive, I was in no position to bait him, or defy him.
Gabe took a step back, turned, and looked back at me, arms crossed over his chest. “Well?”
I gritted my teeth, stood, and marched past him toward the steamy shower. “I prefer to keep my clothes on.”
He caught me just as I passed him, crowded me until my back hit the shower wall.
“Either you undress yourself, or I do it. Your choice.” His voice was a low rumble against my ear.
I hesitated, then reached for the hem of my shirt.
“Let me help you with that.”
I started to protest, but his hands were already sliding under my shirt, fingers skimming up my sides.
It felt like heaven.
I sucked in a sharp breath at the sensation, my skin tingling where he touched me.
Gabe slowly lifted my shirt, his knuckles grazing the sides of my breasts.
My nipples tightened almost painfully, and I squeezed my eyes shut. I didn’t want to feel this way. I didn’t want him to affect me like this.
He slipped, first the uninjured arm, then pushed it over my head before he carefully guided it over my injury.
I held my breath and kept my eyes closed.
His hands slid down to the waist of my pants, his pants. “Step out of these, little one.”
I opened my eyes to find him watching me intensely.
