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pulled it away from her face and then tied her hands together before he wrapped her in several warm blankets. He sat in a chair beside the bed and watched her. He felt a chill and realized he needed to get dressed himself.
     
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    Kitty’s eyes fluttered open. She was chilled to the bone and she shivered. Her eyes focused on movement to one side of the room and she saw him standing there. He wasn’t looking at her. He’d just pulled a pair of pants from a duffle bag. He was completely naked, and she felt heat rise to her cheeks in spite of her shivering. As he pulled on his pants she eyed him. He had muscular legs, strong arms, a well-defined chest and a set of abs most bodybuilders would kill for. He was half turned from her as he pulled a sweater from the duffle and slid it on over his wet-looking black hair. She tried to reason what had happened. She’d fallen through the ice…she’d drowned…hadn’t she?
    Confusion muddled her mind, and as her abductor turned toward her, their gazes met. His gray eyes went wide as she stared at his face. So handsome for a bad guy, she thought. His skin was tanned and he had a few days worth of whiskers on his face. He had a nice squared jaw and a face with strong, sculpted features. His soft-looking lips frowned as she stared at him.
    “Damn it all to hell,” he said with a growl.
    She felt a bit of fear as she noticed her torn pantyhose, skirt and blouse laying on the edge of the bed. Kitty also found her hands were tied in front of her. She twisted and pulled free of the blanket wrapped around her as she rolled to the far side of the bed. She’d made it halfway off when a hand grabbed her by the ankle and yanked her back across the mattress on her belly.
    “No,” she screamed and kicked out at the man, catching him in the mouth.
    “Fuck,” he cried out, but didn’t release his grip as he grappled her other ankle. With a powerful twist, he flipped her over onto her back again. He reached out and grabbed her tied wrists. With one hard jerk of his arms, he pulled her right up to him as he stood glaring at her. His lip fattened from where she’d kicked him.
    “I’m not going to hurt you,” he said.
    With a light shove, he pushed her back down onto the bed and forced her bound limbs up over her head. He grabbed her tattered pantyhose and looped them through her bindings and tied her securely to the cast-iron bed frame. Kitty laid there completely naked. Her heart raced wildly. His chest heaved a few times as his gaze traveled over her. The grayness in his eyes seemed to cloud and fill with lust. It reminded her of Gregory’s when he looked at her.
    “Oh, god, please…” she whispered as tears burned in her eyes.
    “I’m not going to hurt you,” he said. His voice sounded even deeper. He pulled a blanket over her and tucked it tightly all around her.
    He ran his hands through his hair as he stared at her. The look on his face seemed worried and agitated. He paced the room a little bit while cursing softly. The man leaned over her and checked her bindings again and then left the room. Kitty tried to get her hands free, but this time they were done up too tightly and she couldn’t get them undone. She heard him downstairs, cupboard doors opening and closing, as well as drawers, echoing up the stairs.
    She wasn’t sure why he’d taken her, other than as a kidnapping, or maybe he was a serial killer or rapist. Her imagination ran wild with what he may do to her if any one of those theories was accurate. It meant she’d die. She shimmied up and managed to get herself into a sitting position. Kitty used her teeth to tug at the heavily knotted bindings.
     

Chapter Four
     
    Caleb emptied the can of soup into a pot and turned the heat on under it. This should warm her, he thought. It was what his mom gave him when he’d come in from playing in the cold as a kid and it always warmed him up. The light flickered momentarily. “For fuck sakes,” he said.
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