Away from the man that had kidnapped me. I didn’t know where I was going—I just needed to get away from him. I wanted to run from the reality of my situation.I didn’t get very far. Strong hands grabbed me as I reached the doors to the dining area.“Let me go!”“Tarnee, calm down,” Tor’Arr growled in my ear.I struggled against his hold, twisting and turning, trying to get away. He shuffled me out of the dining area and into the corridor.“Damn it, let me go,” I demanded.But he didn’t. He bent and hoisted me over his shoulder and started off down the corridor, his hard shoulder pressed against my stomach making it hard to breathe. I wiggled as best I could, pushing against his back, kicking my legs, my anger at his actions starting to outstrip the fear I felt at finding out he was a pirate.A large hand landed with a hard slap on my backside, dragging a sound of shock from my throat.“Behave, Tarnee. I don’t want to hurt you.”Shock made me still. He spanked me! Holy hell, he’d actually slapped my backside.
