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enough he should have been slow and clumsy. He
caught her wrists and when she tried to break free and run again,
he merely twirled her in a tight circle and used her own arms to
bind her against him. “Calm down! Now!” he growled through his
teeth.
    “ You said I wasn’t a
prisoner! That was a lie, too!”
    “ We didn’t go through the
effort of regenerating you just to allow you to destroy yourself,”
he said tightly.
    His comment took the fight completely
out of her. She twisted her head to look up at him in disbelief.
“Regenerated?” she gasped, so horrified at the implication that her
mind had gone completely chaotic.
    Several emotions flickered across his
face in quick succession—anger and self-disgust among them.
Finally, a look of resignation and purposefulness settled on his
hard features. “Come with me and I’ll explain what I can,” he said
decisively.
    Emerald was in no mental state to
either agree or object. He took her silence as acquiescence and
eased his hold on her. Settling an arm around her shoulders, he led
her back in the direction she’d come. When they reached the
connecting corridor, he turned left and hurried her along it,
stopping after only a few moments before a door. It opened,
revealing an apartment far more elegant than the one she’d been
taken to before and at least three times as big.
    It was still much the same layout, she
saw, an apartment in the sense that it was divided between a
lounging area, a work area, and a rest area, but not spartanly
appointed.
    He led her to a chair and gently
pushed her down on the seat. She stared at his back blankly as he
moved away. In a few moments, he returned, crouched in front of her
and held out a tiny vessel that looked more like a test tube than
anything else. Emerald stared blankly at it and then looked at
him.
    “ Drink it.”
    She took it like a sleepwalker, put
the edge against her lips, and tipped it up. The liquid that
spilled into her mouth burned like fire all the way down. She
coughed, struggling to catch her breath, but she felt the effects
almost instantly. The liquid hit her belly and started a blaze that
swept through her and wiped out her equilibrium even as it spread
warmth through her to chase the chill of fear.
    She discovered he was smiling faintly
when she managed to open her eyes and blink the tears from them
enough to bring his face into focus.
    “ Better?”
    She blinked at him a little owlishly,
dismayed to realize she was tipsy with no more than a sip of the
stuff. “I don’t know.”
    He studied her face for a
long moment, seemed to wrestle with himself and abruptly caught her
chin. She had no clue he meant to kiss her until her eyes lost
focus as he zoomed in. She tensed as his mouth settled over hers,
but it was as far from unpleasant as it was possible to be. More
heat poured through her as they connected and she felt his heat and
his taste invade her. He lifted his lips from hers after little
more than a brief connection, seemed to hesitate in debate as to
whether to pull away or sample more and then slipped his hand to
the base of her skull and pulled her close again, sealing his mouth
more firmly over hers and breaching the barrier of her lips with
his tongue in almost the same motion. The effects of the liquor
she’d gulped didn’t hold a candle to the affect he had on her.
    She felt for several moments as if she
would either float away or melt into a puddle. It took a tremendous
effort to lift her eyelids when he broke the kiss and withdrew. She
saw when she had that he hadn’t withdrawn far. He was studying her
face with an intensity that made everything inside her go liquid
with want.
    “ Not wise,” he said
distractedly, his voice husky in a way that sent a shiver through
her. “Not when I want you naked in my bed badly enough I can taste
it … and you’re already naked.”
    It flickered through her
mind to wonder why he would even struggle with the desire. It
wasn’t as if she had a