Her first instinct was to turn and throw a punch. But Alisa caught herself before she landed her fist against Alistaire's face. Her muscles were tensed up, and she fought hard to calm herself down.

"You shouldn' sneek up on me like dat. I coulda knocked you t'rough a few walls." It was not so much as a threat as it was the truth. Sighing, she closed her eyes, feeling his large hands upon her slender waist, just resting there, now.