QUOTE : Go to sleep, little girl. I’m fucking wiped, I rode all day to buy your ass back.”<br /><br />Her skin bristled.<br /><br />Not from anger.<br /><br />Oh, no.<br /><br />She turned hot so fast at his words, it was a wonder her hair didn’t catch fire, she put her hands up to her cheeks to feel the warmth.<br /><br />He owned her.<br /><br />Why did that archaic thought appeal?<br /><br />She should be objecting, right?<br /><br />It was barbaric to be owned by another person.<br /><br />Only, her racing veins didn’t seem to mind one bit.<br /><br />“I am not property,” she croaked an attempt at a protest, holding both hands over her beating heart.