"What the hell...?" His voice came out a growl that revealed the utter disbelief he felt.
Anne felt her palm sting after the impact with his face. When she heard his voice, only then did she come back to her senses.
What had she just done?
Had she really slapped him?
Shit, what was she thinking?
She was never one to have a temper or even let it control her. The truth was when he'd ordered her to get out just a while ago, she had felt more furious than hurt.
The hurt had been there, but it had been a lot less compared to how angry she felt.
And maybe it was just a moment of impulse on her part that really made her want to take out her anger.
So he told her to leave, but why should she listen to him?
That had been the reason that halted her steps, making her turn around, but when she came back to the bedroom she had been so infuriated that whatever devil on her left shoulder had led her to slap the man, she regretted listening to it now.
