Page 36 of Heart of the Hunted
"Well, it doesn't," she said. "So, are you going to get off me then, or what?"
"Of course," he said but he still didn't budge right away.
He wasn't completely convinced that she wasn't going to try to escape, even with her promising not to he still didn't totally believe her.
"Well? Come on then, get the fuck off me," she said, trying to roll him off her. "I wasn't joking when I said you were fucking heavy."
"Fine, but don't run," he told her again.
"I already said I wouldn't, didn't I?"
Taredd didn't believe her for one moment, but he still climbed off her. Once on his feet, Taredd held out his hand for her to take, but she swatted it away.
"About bloody time," she said, climbing to her feet and brushing herself off.
Taredd couldn't help but smile. For such a small thing, she had a lot of fire in her, and that impressed the hell out of him.
