Dead Sexy by Aleah Barley

Author:Aleah Barley
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2014-08-26T23:00:00+00:00

13.

The couch in my office wasn’t quite big enough for two, but D.S. wrapped me in his arms and held me all night long. It felt safe and comfortable. Like I belonged there with him.

The next morning dawned bright and early. My eyes flickered open, and I sucked in a deep breath. “How are you feeling?” D.S. asked his voice crackling down my spine. He was so damn close. I could feel every inch of him.

His broad shoulders, carved with muscle, and the strength of his desire.

His rock hard erection had been pressed against me for most of the night.

“Like I got hit by a wrecking ball.” I stretched slowly, feeling every cut and bruise. “I feel hungry.”

“For blood and brains?” he asked.

“For some huevos rancheros with extra guacamole.”

D.S. was staring at me like I’d just said the wrong thing. Did he have something against Mexican food that he’d never told me about? Was avocado secretly Biter Kryptonite?

Biter Kryptonite.

All the pain and rage of the night before came back in a tsunami of emotion as I remembered my date with another man, the Biter in the crowd, the fight in the alley, and coming back to the mortuary afterwards.

Then there’d been the bite.

I sucked in a deep breath.

“I was bitten.” Just three little words, but they might as well have been bombs going off in the quiet of my office. I added three more. “Am I dead?”

No, duh. I bit back a groan. Not only was I dead, I sounded like an idiot. People who got bitten died. Then they came back.

All of them.

“I’m dead.”

“No,” D.S. said, and there was a sense of wonder in his voice. Like he’d looked into the void and seen something unfathomable staring back. “You’re alive. You’re so damn full of life. There have been rumors over the years. Mutterings about—” He sucked in a deep breath. “Never mind. You were right. He got you through a layer of fabric. His mouth must not have connected properly. He was missing most of his teeth anyway. It wasn’t a real bite.”

“Of course.” My fingers drifted up to touch my collarbone, feeling the grooves of a Biter’s teeth in my skin.

How close had I been to death?

I swallowed hard, desperate to think about anything else.

My office was colder than usual. The crisp air made my bare skin tingle. I padded over to the desk and opened the bottom drawer to find something to wear. The denim shorts I’d worn the previous morning were near the top of the pile. I shimmied into them quickly, then continued rummaging through my rag-tag collection of clothes.

Over the last few days, my wardrobe had taken quite a hit.

There wasn’t much to choose from.

I finally found what I was looking for near the bottom of the pile; a forest green shirt with long sleeves and a boat neck collar that almost reached my collarbone.

My arms screamed in agony as I pulled the shirt on over my head and smoothed it down across my full breasts and flat belly.

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