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are after? Well, I’ll give you air, then.”
    He grabbed her hand. She spun around, shoving at his chest. There was no escape. Instead, he snaked his arm around her and pulled her hard against him.
    Suddenly, the ledge was behind her, and they were flying. Alexander never let her go.
    No experience in her past could match the feeling in Kenna’s stomach. A scream that she later realized belonged to her echoed off the craggy bluffs speeding by, but there was no crunching of bones at the bottom. No spattering of brains on the rocks. Just a quick cut downward through the surface of the pool, the shock of cold water, the sharp taste of brine in her mouth, and then the rapid ascent to sunlight.
    Clutching at him, Kenna gasped for air, coughing up seawater. She couldn’t catch her breath. Her heart was still lodged in her throat. The water was cold, but the air was colder on her face.
    He pushed the hair out of her eyes and pulled her to him.
    Her coughing subsided and Kenna’s gaze fell on the muscles of his neck. She glanced up past the droplets of water clinging to his lips and then to his eyes. Their gazes locked, and his arms tightened around her as his kicking legs kept them afloat.
    Alexander Macpherson had the bluest eyes she’d ever seen in her entire life, and they were staring intently at her now.
    Kenna felt a jolt deep in her belly; she read hunger in that face. Flustered by the way her treacherous body responded to him, she still could not bring herself to push him away.
    “Was that air enough for you?” His voice was low and washed over her like silk.
    Her gaze flitted upward toward the top of the cliff.
    “And you say I’m crazy? You’re absolutely out of your mind.” Her hands encircled his thick neck. She wanted to strangle him. “
Your
life might not have any value, but mine does, and I have no death wish. But more important, know this. I successfully escaped from you in this world; I have no desire to have you follow me into the—”
    He crushed her lips beneath his, silencing her. Kenna’s hands fisted and wedged between them. But her cheating body wouldn’t muster the strength to push him away. It had been so long since she felt that delicious spark she’d only ever felt with him. Shock waves shuddered through her. His strong body pressed against her own. She wanted to be even closer. With an inaudible sigh, Kenna gave in, leaning into him, into the kiss. Her hands clenched his shirt as she welcomed the feel of those hard lips.
    She knew the moment a sense of urgency seized him. His hands wrapped tighter around her, one clutching at her back, the other cupping her bottom. The pressure of his lips increased and Kenna melted deeper into the kiss. His tongue was soft and hard and she instinctively opened to him when he started sampling, tasting, learning the texture of her mouth. And her tongue responded to his, tentatively at first, but becoming bolder by the moment as his taste, his scent, the pressure of his body dazed her mind. She had never experienced this kind of heat, the raw desire growing within her.
    His breath was ragged when he abruptly ended the kiss. He stared into her eyes, and she burned with embarrassment for she couldn’t hide how much she’d enjoyed what had just happened.
    Taking her hand, he swam to the edge of the rocky pool.
    Nothing more was said. So what was she feeling? Disappointment that he’d ended it too soon? Confusion over her body’s reaction? Embarrassment because of her response? Her anger was gone. Kenna’s mind churned to make sense of what just happened, to get a grip on her whirling emotions. He didn’t like her. She hated him. Why would he kiss her? Why did she respond that way?
    Alexander climbed onto the rocks, pulling her up behind him. She forced back a gasp of pain as her ankle refused to support her weight. The dress, soaked with cold seawater, sagged on her body. Looking down, she was mortified to find that the linen blouse was molded to her