#Chapter41

I gasp and squeal as I am hit with a cupful of scolding, burning pain over my left hand. I automatically drop the pot in the sink, and it crashes down, spraying the contents up the back wall and splashing at me. I jump back, grasping my scolded hand, and start waving it furiously in shock. Intense ripping burning pain through my skin startles me into an inability to react.

“Kayla!” Dane’s voice hits me right in the ear as I'm grabbed from behind, an arm slides around my waist, and a hard wall of body heat catapults me forward. It’s like I'm backed against a hard surface that...