"I said…" Rowan warned in a softer tone. "Let me go." "Or?" The cracked voice slipping from beneath his helmet was enough to send her head spinning. She thought the lack of air might have been from the tightness of his whipcord grip, but she quickly realized it was how suddenly close they were. "You don't want to know." "I do," he mumbled, pulling her closer. "I do want to know."