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the door. Why
did he have such a profound effect on her?
    The air in the room was still, and for a
moment, Terra thought he had left. Her eyes found him lounging in
the chair, watching her. Even from there, she could tell his
muscles were tense. She paused in the small entryway and stared at
him.
    After a moment, he nodded towards the bed.
“Eat.” The word was not a suggestion.
    Terra glanced down at the open pizza box.
The four slices of pizza from last night were there, waiting for
her. She looked back at him. The expectant look in his eyes
irritated her.
    “I’m not hungry.”
    She turned her nose up at the open box and
moved to put her stuff down on the small desk. Terra watched out of
the corner of her eye as the effects of her words hit him. He
actually bristled with rage. What the hell did he have to be
angry about? She listened to him draw in a few deep breaths
before standing up. Tension ran through her muscles as she prepared
to defend herself. She had learned her lesson once with angry men,
and she was not about to let another beat on her without a
fight.
    “I’m sorry I snapped at you.” His words were
much more cordial than before, but they were still a bit clipped.
“We have a long day ahead of us. Won’t you please have something to
eat?”
    Well, that was somewhat better. Terra
considered him and his suggestion as some of the tension eased from
her. Cold pizza didn’t sound like a very appetizing breakfast. “I’d
rather not.”
    She turned away from him to gather the rest
of her things from the sink but kept an ear open, listening for his
reaction. She had seen this cycle before. It was when she and
Derrick had first gotten together. He would get upset by something
she’d done and try to calm down before exploding at her. Terra held
her breath, waiting for the rush of anger from the dragon man.
    His response surprised her. He laughed.
Turning back, she looked at him, confused by his reaction. He stood
there smiling like he was the happiest man on earth. Or an
idiot.
    “Then would you care to go down and see what
they’re offering as the complementary continental breakfast?”
    Who was this man, and what had he done with
the angry one she had just turned her back on? Wow! He went
up and down faster than a high-bounce rubber ball in a steel room.
She considered his offer for a moment before answering. A
continental breakfast sounded much better than cold pizza.
“Yes.”
    “As my lady wishes.”
    Terra stared at him, dumbfounded, as he
gathered up their things in record time and went to get the door
for her. She stood there, shocked by his actions. She hadn’t
brushed her teeth or her hair. Hell, she didn’t even have her shoes
on. A quick glance around showed that he had those in his hand,
too.
    Irked, she went over and took her things
from him, then turned back into the room. “Give me a minute.” She
dropped her bag on the bed and pulled out her brush and socks,
glaring at him when he had the audacity to chuckle.
    “My apologies,” he said as he let the door
swing shut, closing off the outside world. “I guess I’m just a
little messed up this morning.”
    Terra glared at him more as she sat on the
bed and pulled her socks on. “A little?”
    This brought another laugh from him. “Maybe
more than a little.”
    Nodding, she slipped her feet in her shoes
and ran the brush through her damp hair as she considered the man
patiently waiting for her. In the matter of a few minutes, he had
gone through a whole spectrum of emotions. Maybe he had hit his
head harder than she’d thought.
    Once her hair was straight, she dropped the
brush in the bag and picked it up. Turning to him, she considered
him again. “How are you today?”
    A smile spread across his face. “I’m up and
down right now, but I’m all right.”
    Yeah, up and down like a yo-yo. Terra
watched him closely for a moment more before heading over to the
door. “Let’s go.”
    He opened the door and let her lead the