Death Becomes Me by Elisa Adams

Author:Elisa Adams [Adams, Elisa]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-02-13T07:16:25+00:00

Chapter Twelve

I'd been home for no more than ten minutes when a knock sounded on the door. I narrowed my eyes at the plank of wood separating my apartment from the hallway. It had to be my illustrious partner. Even Nick's knock screamed Alpha Male, and I so wasn't in the mood for any of that crap this evening. What should have been a nice, relaxing Me Day had turned into the fiasco that had literally left pounds of trash scattered all over the alley—and me racing to pick up my clothes at the store and get out of the area before I got arrested for vandalism. My heart was still pounding.

"What do you want?" I yelled, not bothering to get up off the couch to answer the door. According to Lena, he'd kept me waiting for more than a week when I should have started my training. It wouldn't kill him to see what it felt like.

"Open up, Kendra. We need to talk."

"Whatever." He could talk all he wanted, but he'd better not expect any listening in return. I pushed up from the couch, strolled to the door and edged it open. He stood there, his arms crossed over his chest, dressed in all black, yet again. I can't say the discovery surprised me, though I refused to acknowledge the unwelcome little happy dance my stomach did at the sight of him.

"You're late," he said simply.

Not this again. "No, I'm not."

"I said three p.m. in the training room." 130

Death Becomes Me

by Elisa Adams

Oh, come on. Did he think I was that stupid? "You said seven."

"No, I said three."

"Whatever. I distinctly remember you saying seven p.m." His gaze darkened and he let out a sigh. "Yeah, at first. And then I left you a message telling you there'd been a change of plans and I needed you to meet me at three." I froze. A message? On what? I hadn't seen an answering machine in all my travels around my new apartment.

"Voicemail," he answered in an uncanny way that made me think he was reading my mind. "The paperwork Lena gave you should have had a packet in there with your voicemail number and password."

Like I'd had any time to go through that. I had yet to figure out the complicated little cell phone they'd given me. The silver device had more buttons than a piano had keys.

"I'm still settling in. And I haven't even been home all day. I've been busy."

"Shopping, I see." His gaze traveled down the front of me, as slow and hot as a caress, but I couldn't muster the appropriate offense to his actions. They made my knees buckle and I would have swooned if it hadn't gone out of style centuries ago.

What can I say? I'm so weak.

And deprived. It had been weeks since I'd had sex, and my adrenaline rush from the earlier incident had yet to fade. Add a guy like Nick to the mix, and my body was practically begging.

"Can I come in?" he asked.

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