He tilted my chin up, his eyes searching mine. "Did I hurt you? Was I too rough?" A sob caught in my throat, and I nodded. He pulled me into his arms, the hard muscles of his chest a strange comfort. "You know you shouldn't have made me angry." The words were low, almost a whisper, but they resonated through me. A shiver ran down my spine, a confusing blend of fear and a strange, unwelcome thrill. Why was my body reacting like this?