reason that was enough to make him stop. I escaped before he could try again. He chased me down with a shotgun, but Kadyn and his friends found me in the woods just before Justin did. They wrestled the gun away from him. Then my friend, Dan, knocked him out.” Michael ripped his hand from mine. He looked as if he’d been burned. “He nearly killed you, twice ?” I nodded as I wrapped my arms around my now roiling stomach. “Kadyn saved my life.” I risked a glance at Michael’s face. I wondered how much Justin’s abduction factored into Michael’s timing. He probably wasn’t expecting some other man to kidnap me when he was planning to do the very same thing. I looked back down at the Koi shimmering in the pond. I was terrified to ask my next question. “Is Kadyn still alive?” “Yes,” Michael rasped brokenly. He shoved his omelet aside. “I know he saved your life, Kristine. I… I am grateful for that, but… is that the reason you’re still with him, or do you really love him?” I exhaled softly. “Kadyn is kind and gentle. He’s patient with me. He isn’t manipulative or controlling, and he doesn’t force me to do anything. He has devoted his life to making this world a safer place. How could you not love someone like that?” Michael’s eyes were steeped in pain. “Why did you refuse to marry mewhen I proposed?” I leaned back in my chair as I quietly considered his question. “Because you scared me, Michael.” Michael looked like he had been slapped. “How did I scare you? I never hurt you. I showed you nothing but love and respect, and still you refused to marry me.” I tightened my arms around myself before trying to explain. “I had just gotten out of an abusive marriage when we started dating. I was scared to begin with. Then you came out of nowhere and proposed on the fourth date. You were so intense… so consuming… and you moved so fast. You didn’t give me any time to get to know you. How could I marry let alone love someone I didn’t even know?” Michael rose from his chair. He reached for both of my hands, then gently pulled me to my feet. His voice broke as he spoke. “ Mon coeur , I loved you from the first moment I saw you.” I searched his eyes, then abruptly looked away. “Michael, that is not love.” Michael hooked his finger under my chin as he gently forced me to look at him. “You don’t think I know my own heart?” I shook my head. “I don’t know your heart, Michael. That’s the problem. You never gave me a chance to get to know you before you started pressuring me to marry you.” “I’ll show you my heart,” he responded gruffly. He claimed my lips in a kiss that was both brutal and raw. Fear and desire spun through me. My brain warred against my body’s response. I wanted to slap him… I wanted to resist… but I was too confused and far too scared. Hadn’t I decided not to resist? My breath caught as Michael began kissing my neck. I swayed undecidedly. Michael steadied me as he slowly pulled away. His eyes burned with desire as he lowered himself to my chair. He slowly pulled me toward him. I stood completely transfixed as he caressed my legs from ankle to thigh before pulling them over his lap. Michael pulled me snug against his body. I closed my eyes against the intimacy of the position. The feel of his hands slowly caressing my back left me suspended in a dark seduction. I opened my eyes but remained spellbound as he took each of my fingers in his mouth. My eyes fluttered shut as his lips captured my wrist in an erotic open-mouthed kiss. My breathing turned ragged as he worked his way up my arm. My heart pounded out its confusion as my body responded to the erection now pressing between my legs. Michael’s lips worked their way up my arm and neck before once again claiming my lips. I tried to hate him for everything he had done, to be repulsed by his touch and the feel of his lips against mine, but, for some reason far