She shook as he touched her, whimpering as his finger brushed her neck. It was the sort of gesture that would normally have her melting, but this wasn't Henry. This wasn't even Edward. This was a strange convict she'd invited into her house, and the thought was enough to make her retch.
The arm around her waist was frightening, but it was the kiss that made her jerk, elbow jabbing back roughly as she kicked backwards, one glass dropping to the ground as she hit the other one against his arm. "NO! Get off! Stop this!"