She didn't turn around. She put her foot on the bottom step, then felt herself being whirled around. She shrieked as her world tilted. Richard's shoulder in her stomach robbed her of any air and her forehead bumping against his lower back made her slightly sick. It was Archie's hoisting trick all over again, only Richard seemed to be more adept at taking circular stairs. She thought she just might barf. "Put me down, you jerk!" she gasped. He ignored her. She saw, grudgingly, how he might have become a little annoyed by the practice. He slammed the bedroom door behind them and dumped her to her feet. He took her by the arms and held her immobile. She had the feeling that he wanted to shake her. His hands were trembling. "I am finished with your silence," he bellowed. "Damn you, woman, speak!" "Fine," she snapped, jerking away from him. "I've had a bellyful of you, too, buddy. I'm not your servant, I'm not your squire, and I'm not your damned horse to just take orders and swallow them. I'm sick to death of being treated like a second-class citizen. I'm just as smart as you are and I've had it with you treating me like I'm not!" He blinked. "Of course you aren't. You're a wo-" "Don't say it," she said, through gritted teeth. "If you tell me one more time that I'm inferior to you because I'm a woman, I'm going to haul off and deck you!" "Deck me?" he echoed. "Take my fist and slam it into your face!" Richard took a step back and folded his arms over his chest. "You're powerfully outspoken. Are all the maids so in your time?
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