Hunter Moon (Lupine Moon Series) by Lavender Cait

Author:Lavender, Cait [Lavender, Cait]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Novels
Published: 2012-02-28T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

I glared at Jack and shuffled into the kitchen like the walking dead. He had been up since six banging around with pots and pans which, of course, was impossible to ignore. My whole witching-hour escapade had made it difficult to go back to sleep, so needless to say I was not a happy camper. Heaping a cheery, humming morning person on top of all that made a recipe for disaster.

“There’d better be a mug of piping hot Joe sitting in front of me or someone’s liable to get shot.” I muttered sullenly.

I thumped down in one of the kitchen chairs. Jack plunked a cup of coffee in front of me before returning to his skillet of eggs. I snatched it up and took a sip, ignoring the hot ceramic. My eyes closed in rapture and Jack chuckled, continuing making breakfast for himself.

“I’m making eggs if you want some. Speak now or forever hold your peace.”

He stood in front of my stove, spatula in hand. He looked over his shoulder, gaze expectant, but I shook my head. I winced and felt gingerly at my neck. It was still sore, even though it was supposed to just have been a dream. The wolf was gone when I woke, but I figured Jack must have let him out to pee.

“Uh…no, thanks.” I took another gulp of coffee. “I’m feeling kind of nauseous anyway.” There was a knock at the door and I looked hopefully over at Jack. “If you care for me at all you’ll answer the door.” He motioned to the eggs with the spatula and shrugged. He didn’t look very contrite to me. I grumbled and opened the door.

“Good morning, beautiful!” Cash sang as he shouldered past me and walked into the kitchen. I shut the door and followed after him. He poured himself a cup of coffee out of my dwindling supply.

“Don’t you ever have to work?” I mumbled into my mug. He just grinned.

“You have been my work lately. Besides, why wouldn’t I want to see that face first thing in the morning?” He gestured at me and I stuck my tongue out at him. I was aware of the train wreck that was my appearance. He pulled a chair over next to mine and sat down, putting a large palm on my thigh. I ignored both my body’s reaction to his touch and the pointed look he gave me.

“Shells had a bad dweam wast night,” Jack said in a mocking, childish voice. I glared three kinds of murder at him but he didn’t get the hint. “She woke me up at midnight screaming at the top of her lungs.” He sat down across the table from us and stuffed his mouth with eggs. I was glad something could make him shut up.

“Oh really,” Cash said, his tone neutral. Jack opened his mouth, currently full, to elaborate, but I preempted him. I held up a finger in front of his face.

“No. No no no. I can’t take two men meddling in my life this early in the morning.

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