Kilting Me Softly: 1 by Persephone Jones

Author:Persephone Jones [Jones, Persephone]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Romance, Paranormal, Erotica
ISBN: 9781419942587
Amazon: B00CRJ720I
Publisher: Ellora's Cave Publishing Inc.
Published: 2013-05-09T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

Safely on the other side of her inn room door, Morgan drew the bolt and locked it. Wheezing and gasping for breath, she watched the door as if it might blow off its hinges and explode into a thousand metal shards at any second. Dissatisfied with the steely fortifications, she braced the wood and wicker chair against it. Racing around the room, she went to the windows, checked the locks, pulled the curtains shut. Uncertain what to do next, she paced like an animal and tried to calm herself.

I’m okay, I’m okay, I’m okay…

Morgan shook her head in utter dismay. All the preparation, time and money spent searching for answers to find herself in this crazed night terror of a dream. She could have sobbed, but something within her held it together.

Disbelief.

Twins. She almost laughed. It never occurred to her to consider such a thing. Without permission, her mind drifted to what she’d witnessed in the forest. Perhaps she was mistaken. Stress could make a person see things.

But that?

Best-case scenario, they would kill each other and she could leave without suspicion.

One thing was certain, she wasn’t going to stick around to find out. In a frenzy, she threw her clothes back into her bags. Never comfortable with putting her things in drawers when she traveled, it wouldn’t take her long before she could call a taxi. Making a mad dash into the bathroom, she gathered her various toiletries and threw them in her overnight bag. Leaning into the shower, she grabbed her body wash, razor and shampoo.

The room went black and she gasped. An icy chill snaked up her spine. She prayed the monsters hadn’t followed her. Moving at a snail’s pace, she inched her way to the window and forced herself to pull back the curtain enough to peek out. Someone had cut the power to the building.

Then she heard it.

A noise from the window. Morgan gripped the only thing she could use as a weapon, her disposable razor, and prepared to do battle. The billowing curtain at the far end of the room indicated she’d left a window unlocked but she knew better. She’d locked them all.

Her heart thumped wildly. Someone was in the room with her. He met her with a quick grab and covered her mouth, putting a forceful squeeze on the hand that held the razor, causing her to drop the pitiful means of defense.

“Don’t scream or he’ll hear you.” The Scottish accent was strong in her ear.

Morgan concentrated on breathing, doing her best to stay sane through the command. Her mind spun its wheel in attempts to catch up, still waylaid by how he’d managed to get in. When she envisioned her room on the second floor, she didn’t like where her conclusions took her. Pondering it brought back the image of the crazed man, the bizarre phantom wind and the horrid brawl in the woods.

“He can smell your fear and if you let it overpower you, he’ll find us and kill us both.

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