What Joshua Hughes said was so unbelievable she couldn't even process it.
She always clung to her fantasies, convincing herself he was only trying to scare her, that he would never really do something this deranged and inhuman—but he really did it......
Gathering every last bit of strength in her body, she flung up her arm and lashed it hard toward his face, her pale little face and petite figure light as willow fluff. Before she could even touch him, her small hand was clamped tight in his grip. Avery Jane's lips trembled; she didn't even have the strength to vent her anger on him.
One hand caught her small hand, the other smoothed over her head. "You like him that much? Like him so much you don't even want your life?"
