INK: Sketches (Book 0 - parts 1 & 2) by Bella Roccaforte

Author:Bella Roccaforte [Roccaforte, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: NA, Horror, Paranormal, Paranormal Suspense, new adult, paranormal romance
ISBN: 9781630683214
Published: 2014-06-14T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

On My Knees

That nightmare I had about Oliver was incredibly disturbing. It's been four or five days and I just can't shake it. It was so real; I know I saw him die. I feel like I've been walking through a dream since.

Eli's been pretty good. He's stayed with me every night. He says that the case is letting up and that the jury should be deliberating by the end of the day today.

Eli comes through the door to find me looking at my sketches. Even though it was terrible for me to watch, I just can't help myself from drawing out the scene. I'm ashamed that I even did them. Eli leans down and kisses my cheek. "Hey there, what are you—" He stops when he sees them. "Is this what you saw in your dream?"

"Yes, I told you it was awful." Looking at the scene is unnerving.

"Well, I can assure you Oliver is alive and well." He blows out an exasperated breath.

"Was he in court again today?" Eli's been having a hard time in court with Oliver sitting as second chair on the defense.

"He certainly was." Eli steps away from me, taking his tie off and throwing it over the back of the couch. "He's trying to break me, but I'm not going to let him."

I smile, knowing how crafty Oliver is. "You're letting him get the better of you," I accuse.

"No, I'm not." He gives me a look that contradicts his words.

"You are. Oliver's getting under your skin." There's something satisfying about seeing him squirm like this.

"He's not going to do it. I'm not pleading out this case. I don't care if Oliver took first chair, I'm doing my job and I'm going to put this guy away." He runs his fingers through his hair and unbuttons his top button.

He's incredibly sexy when he's this adamant. There's a certain vulnerability to him. "Come sit, it's going to be okay."

"I don't need patronized, Shay," he says, sitting down hard on the couch.

"I'm not patronizing you." I roll my eyes at his accusation. "Besides, I'm not really sure one hundred percent what exactly we're talking about."

"The Jarrod Burnham murder trial." Eli inhales deep. “Oliver's taken second chair in his case. I'm pretty sure this is a tactic to get me to offer a plea deal. He's trying to manipulate me."

"He is pretty smooth, you should really watch your step." I straddle him on the couch and lean down, whispering in his ear.

"Seems like maybe it's not Oliver that I need to watch out for." He growls and grabs a handful of my ass, pulling me in closer to him.

"Oh yeah? You scared?" I run my lips from his ear down to his collar while unbuttoning the rest of his shirt, being sure to grab onto him to make sure he's interested.

Eli groans and throws his head back on the couch. "Yes, no. God what's the right answer?"

"Just shhh." I follow the open buttons down his chest and spend extra time when I reach his waist.

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