Master Of Paradise
Page 37
by Virginia Henley
"Stop it," he ordered. "Dammit, he is not your father. Wake up!"
Her eyes widened in fear. "Please don't shout, he will come in here."
"With my man's knife at his throat, he is hardly likely to do that. Mrs. Hall, pack her some clothes. One bag only," he cautioned.
"What are you doing?" Tabby gasped in disbelief.
"Kidnapping you." He grinned, and his eyes sparkled.