Dead End: Midnight Hollow Monsters by Penn Cassidy & Madeline Fay

Author:Penn Cassidy & Madeline Fay [Cassidy, Penn & Fay, Madeline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-24T00:00:00+00:00

The moment my eyes opened from a rare dreamless sleep, I knew he would be there. Cracking one eye open, the brightness from the morning twin moons slipped through my deep purple curtains and gave me the perfect view of a sleeping Jason.

A sigh fell from my parted lips. Last night meant everything to me, but at the same time, I didn’t know where it was going to lead us. Did he still resent me? Did he still hate me—the kind of hate that festered until it became unbearable, even though you loved someone? Or did he actually mean every word? Could this mean we could all fix this rift that seemed to swallow us whole? The thought of going back to the way things used to be freaked me out. Internally, I was screaming bloody murder, terrified of breaking again—breaking so deeply this time that there would be nothing left to give or take.

“You could be worth everything, Jason,” I murmured. “As long as you don’t shatter my heart when it’s over.” Reaching out, I stroked the sharp curve of his cheekbone and watched his dark eyelashes flutter against his smooth, whiskey-colored skin.

I had no idea how to feel about the recent development, but I didn’t want to risk him waking up and catching me watching him like a creep. I wasn’t ready for that conversion—the inevitable now what? Carefully retreating, I slipped out from under the covers and padded to my wardrobe before softly opening the door on a belated exhale.

Out of all the places in the whole world, my happy place would be a wardrobe full of clothing that fits my love of darkness. The only thing that resembled a light color was my baby pink corset for when I was feeling particularly sassy. I’d never worn it in public before, but today, I said to hell with it and quickly swiped it off the hanger while trying to be extra sneaky so Jason wouldn’t wake up.

Was it wrong that I was going for the ‘wam bam, thank you, sir?’ Maybe, but the thought of him bringing it up last night, after we both opened up about being hurt, made me want to fling open the door and take off running into the night again. Dressed in my fishnets, my black, high-waisted skirt with the cutest little chains woven in, and the lovely pink corset, I felt like a woman ready to take on the world.

Said woman grabbed her Doc Martens and turned to look at a sleeping Jason one last time. I could really get used to seeing him spread out on my bed like that. Naked from the waist up, his head was turned away, but I could still admire the tight muscles of his back that led down to an even tighter ass and his wide shoulders that were perfect resting spots for my ankles.

It was then that I realized I had been standing there for a whole five minutes, staring like one of those weirdos that watch other people sleep.

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