C104 Claiming His Cat

"Xavier," she managed her voice a husky whisper that belied the steel in her gaze. "This isn't a game."

"Isn't it, though?" He stepped closer, each movement calculated to rattle her composure. "You keep running. I keep chasing. It seems like a game to me, Cat. We both know how much you love to play."

Her throat tightened, and words lodged like shrapnel. This man