"Hmm, I don't know. I thought you didn't want this," she teased.
"I changed my mind, just now...Men are simple creatures. I didn't want to touch the broken you but when I saw your beautiful and naked form, all rational thought flew out the windows."
Is that what he saw her as? Broken? Prisana wasn't broken. She was only frustrated at her shortcomings for baring her emotions to Giovanni and Erica. She was frustrated that Giovanni's strength overpowered her enough to even lay his hands on her. The next time, she would keep a gun or knife nearby in case he ever came near her again.
Most of all, she was frustrated that she made the beast strip down for her sake.
"Dane I'm not fragile. That's where you're wrong. Sure, he hurt me and I broke to frightful tears but I can handle whatever that bastard did to me," her face grew dark so she took a deep calming breath to calm her fury. "And besides, you already broke and ruined me once before, I wouldn't mind if you were to do it again."
