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.
