A Life Debt Repaid

Ultimately, Sam carried Quinn home.

She was more stubborn after getting drunk, and since it was late, they would cause a ruckus if they returned to Saunders Mansion.

He placed Quinn on the bed and was about to leave when Quinn caught his wrist. “Don’t go.”

Sam’s heart raced-he could feel the warmth of her palm in his hand. “Open your eyes, Quinn. I’m Sam.”

“I know,” Quinn stared at him with a thousand-yard stare.” You’re an irresponsible man!”

Sam pursed his lips-was she that wild whenever she got drunk?!

“You have no right to hand me off to Ryan! I’m not a piece of merchandise!”

Quinn cried as she suddenly rose and stood on the bed, glaring downward at Sam.

“Don’t stand there. You’ll fall,” Sam said.

“I’m not going to fall,” Quinn refused to listen, and kept pressing, “Why did you push me away? How did I come up short? My figure? My face? Why are you so picky, Sam Saunders?!”

“Just lie down.”

refused to let him touch her, evading him whenever

heart could leapt out of her throat, watching her

me first. Why do you hate me?!” she

“I don’t hate you.”

do!” Quinn exclaimed, her eyes puffy. “You’d rather have those bad women than me. Should I become bad

“That’s not it.”

slender waists. The ones who are

she

to get wild too,” Quinn suddenly

face fell right then. Get wild?! How?

men and learn some techniques,” Quinn

kill you!” Sam bellowed angrily-what

what sort of

“You wouldn’t dare!”

that far—it hurts and it feels dirty just to think that I’d