“You’ve had yours, leave her be.” Van commanded in snarl.
A temporary reprieve. I was relieved to hear that. I whooshed out a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding.
Hunter met his unrelenting look and realized if he didn’t obey in this instance, there would be consequences from his brother.
Hunter abruptly ducked down and hoisted me into a bridal carry. Aiming for the creek. When I began struggling, he plopped me over his shoulder. Climbing down into the water, then tipping me back, so I dropped in. Unable to catch myself with my hands with them wound behind my back. Flailing slightly as I landed backward in the water. I couldn’t float. Sputtering and spitting out water.
He caught my waist to set me upright. Putting my feet under me.
He was chuckling. “Calm down, Vanna R
