A Corruption Dark & Deadly (A Dark & Deadly Series Book 3) by Heather C. Myers

Author:Heather C. Myers [Myers, Heather C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

The next day, Annie woke up, somehow exhausted and very, very sore. Jericho was nowhere to be found but Annie wasn't disappointed. She had a feeling he was downstairs or somewhere close by. She took a moment to stretch and enjoy the feeling of the warm air that cradled her. She could sit up without a piece of clothing on her body in the middle of January in Seattle and she was warm. She didn't have to worry about the energy bill, not with Jericho paying for it. Annie didn't even want to think about what the cost was to run the heat full-time, and perhaps she should say something about it, but she was enjoying it too much to say something just yet.

She pulled on an oversized shirt and a pair of boy shorts. She walked to the restroom and brushed her teeth and her hair, hoping it looked somewhat managed, before she headed out to walk down the stairs. Just as she predicted, she found Jericho in the kitchen cooking what appeared to be an omelet in nothing but boxer briefs. He wasn't even wearing socks, which was something she was happy to see. She stood in the entrance frame, simply watching him move around her house like he owned the place - which he did, she realized. Despite being under six feet, he was packed with lean muscle that wasn't overdone. She watched the muscles in his back move with every gesture. His arms reminded her of valleys, smooth and hilly. Everything about him reeked of strength and power and he wasn't even trying. Even his hair, usually always perfectly in place, was messy and fell into his face, making him look even younger, even boyish.

He was perfect, flawless, a work of art she was lucky to be around.

At that moment, he glanced over his broad shoulder, and when he saw her, he gave her that million-dollar smile.

"You're awake," he said.

"I'm awake," she said with a small smile.

"Perfect timing." He gestured to the dining table and set down a plate. "I've made my famous Denver omelets for us and a fruit parfait for us to share."

Annie slowly walked into the dining room and took the seat he held out for her. He poured her a glass of orange juice and took a seat across from her, offering her a soft smile. There must have been something in her face that would cause him to pause because he furrowed his brow.

"Is there something wrong?" he asked.

"I just," she said, dropping her gaze down to the perfectly bronzed omelet. "So much happened last night." She picked her head up and locked eyes with his. "You killed a man last night. How has that not messed with you?"

He furrowed his brow slightly. “What makes you think it hasn’t?” he asked, tilting his head to the side. “Each life I take takes its toll on me. But I am also self-aware enough to know that I did so for a very good reason.

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