And three steps away from the door, she was swung up in his arms. She emitted a stunned cry as he swiftly strode back across the room and then she was thrown on the bed. Before she could get her arms and legs under control and scramble off the other side, his weight settled on her, pinning her to the bed.
“Do I have your attention?” His voice was calm, his eyes were not. His chest was against hers, his heavy, muscled thigh was thrown across both of hers and he was up on one elbow, his other arm stretched across her and he was scowling down at her with blazing eyes.
She gritted her teeth and stared at him. It was futile to struggle. He had twice her strength, maybe more. When he lifted his brows arrogantly, silently demanding a response, she snapped, “Yes!”
“Good, now you’re going to answer some questions.”
She pulled both her lips between her teeth to stop herself from saying something foolish.
“Why did you take the fifty thousand pounds?”
“I can’t tell you.”
“Why can’t you tell me? Is it illegal?”
“No!”
“Are you in trouble?”
“No.”
“In debt?”
“No.”
She was losing her patience but unfortunately so was he and his lost patience was a tad bit more scary than hers.
“Sibyl.”
“I just can’t tell you, you’ll think I’m…” she hesitated.
“What?”
“Crazy!” she cried.
“Crazier than you thinking you turned me into Royce Morgan with your magical powers?”
She groaned, horrified and humiliated.
Then she replied what she thought was relatively logically, considering they were discussing a real life, magical potion, “Well, it’s hardly crazier than how you actually did turn into Royce Morgan or any of the other things that I’ve learned tonight.”
He decided to ignore that and persevered with his interrogation. “Why did you kiss him?”
She bit her lips again.
“Am I going to have to make you talk?” he threatened silkily.
Her eyes rounded. She had no idea how he would do that but she doubted, seriously, that it would include physical violence. However, she did not doubt that it would include something physical.
Then, for some reason, the words flew out of her mouth, almost against her volition, and she said something truly stupid, “It was between him and me.”
His eyes darkened dangerously and a muscle leaped in his jaw and she knew in that moment that she was really in trouble.
Before he could say anything, or worse, do anything, there came another knock on the door.
Colin closed his eyes in angry frustration.
When he opened them, they were blazing and Sibyl held her breath at the sight of them.