February in Atlantis: A Poseidon's Warriors paranormal romance by Alyssa Day

Author:Alyssa Day [Day, Alyssa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Holliday Publishing
Published: 2018-03-11T18:30:00+00:00

Savannah followed Jake to their room, because she seemed to be out of options. It was an actual room, not an upgraded prison cell like a lot of the other people were dropping their stuff in.

She'd climbed the stairs to the third floor and said nothing. There was nothing to say. She was clearly trapped in an episode of the Twilight Zone. Somehow, she'd fallen down the rabbit hole, but there was no Mad Hatter. There were only gun-toting, fight-starting inmates in this building that may as well be an insane asylum. And she was madly mixing metaphors and meekly following along behind a man who might be the most deadly of them all.

Images from the fight kept flashing into her mind. Jake was grace in motion. Deadly, silent grace. He had never said a single word or even made a sound while he demolished all three of those men. Even when he took the blow to the head. Even when he took the punches and the kicks. He'd knocked one of the men to the ground, and the guy had just curled up in a ball and moaned. Then Jake had knocked B.D. completely out.

Her heart started racing just a little bit faster. She'd learned a lot about people in her travels, and she knew enough to spot problems--and. B.D. was going to be a problem. A big problem. A man like that wouldn't let a beating go; he'd be burning for retaliation.

Jake stopped so suddenly she nearly ran into him. When he glanced over his shoulder at her, she narrowed her eyes. He shook his head and pushed the door open. "Home, sweet home," he said, waving her in front of him.

She marched into the room and threw the freaking tote bag on the bed and then whirled around to face Jake. "You are out of your damn mind if you think for one minute—"

He held a finger to his lips and pointed at the walls and then at the ceiling. Then he walked slowly around the room, stopping every couple of feet to close his eyes and tilt his head as if listening for something, and then continuing on. Twice, he stopped and waved a hand over a spot on the wall. Once, he did the same thing with a spot on the ceiling. Each time, she could've sworn she saw drops of water form at that location, but they disappeared so fast she couldn't be sure. Finally, when she was about to explode with impatience, he stopped, took her hand, and pulled her into the bathroom. She was too surprised to resist. He shut the door behind them, did that strange closed-eye listening thing again, and then nodded.

"It's okay now." He reached in and turned on the water in the shower and then pulled the shower curtain closed. "Just in case."

"What the hell –"

"Quieter, please," he said softly. "I don't know what kind of equipment they have."

"Fine," she whispered. "What the hell is going on? Who

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