A Night by my Fire by Addison Cain

Author:Addison Cain [Cain, Addison]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-08T18:30:00+00:00

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After sleeping on the chair, then the floor, River was sore and stiff. She wanted her couch back, but the wail of wind slapping against the logs of her house made it clear the storm was a long way from letting up.

The loud breathing animal that stole half her air had soured on her.

He was always in the way.

If the fucker bumped her one more time, she was going to poison his food.

“Why do you have no husband?”

It was questions of that nature that were making homicide far more appealing. “I’m a lesbian.”

“You previously claimed to like men.”

Rubbing her temples, River sighed. “I don’t need a husband. If anyone in this room needs a husband, it’s you. Maybe he could even dislodge that stick crammed up your ass.”

“I do not care for sexual interactions with men.”

That... that very way he spoke so honestly in reaction to her mockery always made her snicker. She just couldn’t help it.

“What is funny?”

River flat out giggled, a thing so girlish her cheeks went red. Seeing she had to answer or he would continue with his poking questions, she offered, “But you cook so well... You know, melting snow and adding powder to it until it is far superior to all other melted snow and powder. You, stranger, are an exemplary housewife.”

The man snarled, “I am the male. A great soldier! I provide and others follow.”

A playful punch hit his arm, the man looking down to where she’d struck him as if he could not comprehend the swat.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake, lighten up. I provided all the food. The meat I killed, the wood I chopped, everything you are sheltered within came from me.” Rolling her eyes, River walked away muttering, “Guess that makes me the male in your chauvinistic classification of things.”

“You would be torn apart in seconds where I came from, small woman. Ripped to shreds for speaking to a man in such a way. Had you known me, you would come running, begging for my shelter.” His chest puffed up proud as you please after the rant, as if he’d offered her something of value in the ugliest of ways.

The comedy was over. River gnawed a nail, hating the way he could color a room and remind her that he was actually terrifying beyond his bumbling inquiries. “I can take care of myself.”

“Not in my world. There you would die.” Stephen’s answer was matter of fact, the man going back to drying the clean dish she had handed him. “The way you smell would only bring that end sooner.”

The psycho’s insults were easier to stomach than his alluded to craziness. Handing over the last dish, River glared, held the animated eyes of the man and said nothing.

His gaze narrowed. “Take your hair from the braids.”

“No.” River let the plate slip from between them to clatter on the wood floor, walking away.

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