"Dwfr Du." Cade knew his response to Angelina's question wasn't much of an explanation at all. He didn't care. He had her alone, pressed against him, and her blood was up.
She tried to push him away, but there wasn't any real force behind it, something he found both curious and not entirely satisfying. "What's the matter?" His lip curled slightly, somewhere between a sneer and a smile. "All bluster now that we're alone? Need an audience to work up the courage to strike a man?" He wanted to push her, see how hard she'd push back now.