Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Hull grabbed Susanna off the sand in one swift motion, scooping her into his arms

and carrying her over to a sun lounger off to the side.

His face was thunderous, and Susanna started to panic, squirming in his grip.

"What are you doing? Put me down! Right now!"

Her mind flashed back to last night-him, the bathroom, the way he was. Oh

God... Surely he wouldn't try anything crazy out here, would he? The island

looked peaceful enough, but she was sure there were people around, watching

from the shadows.

Her heart began to race.

Hull dropped her onto the lounger and leaned over, trapping her completely

beneath him. Susanna blurted out in a rush, "Okay, okay! I take it back. I was

joking, alright?"

See? All she did was tease him a little about his size and he got all huffy. But

when he made fun of her figure in front of other people, she wasn't supposed to

get mad?

Hull caught her chin in his hand and kissed her fiercely.

Susanna's eyes went wide in shock. Oh come on! Why did this always happen to

her? Not here, not now, and she couldn't even fight back.

Thankfully, Hull wasn't as shameless as she'd feared. After a long, lingering

moment, he finally pulled away from her lips.

aren't you?" he murmured,

remembered how she used to be-nervous and skittish, like a kitten.

and she'd practically jump

now? After twenty-odd days hanging out with

toughened up.

"Would you please

too intimate, way too

in broad daylight, and she wasn't sure she

happened since yesterday... she

apart.

their breaths mingling. "Yvonne's

influence on you."

Yvonne! She didn't teach me

this."

Yvonne spent most of her time ranting about that jerk Dan.

to admit, Dan really was the worst-playing with people's feelings,

death? Who even does that? And somehow,

really wasn't fair.

being associated with

narrowed his eyes. "Defending her,

not! I'm just

time with Yvonne

Susanna's eyes. She finally

why there was

between Stella

like you'd see

opera. The Quinn

like that.

open-minded, easygoing, and

raised

never

Ursula's manipulative games.

wonder Stella never bothered

Ursula-she

bothered. Most of the time,