Kiss Of Crimson - Midnight Breed 02 by Lara Adrian

Author:Lara Adrian [Adrian, Lara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-11-25T23:59:18+00:00

“Dante?” she asked, stalling for time and just wanting to be sure her ears weren’t playing tricks on her.

“Is that you?”

“Yeah. Can I come in?”

“Um, sure. Just a sec,” she called out, trying to sound casual as she threw a dry work cloth over her sculpture and quickly checked her face in the reflection off one of her putty spatulas.

Oh, lovely. She had a slightly crazed, starving-artist look going on. Very glamorous. That’ll teach him to do the pop-in visit, she thought, as she padded over to the door and twisted the dead bolt.

“What are you do—”

Her question cut off as she opened the door and caught a glimpse of him. He was drenched from the rain, his dark hair spiked where it clung to his forehead and cheeks, leather coat dripping onto his black combat boots and the tattered welcome mat in the hall outside her place.

But that wasn’t all he was dripping. Splotches of blood mingled with the rainwater, falling at a steady clip from an unseen injury.

“Oh, my God! Are you okay?” She moved aside to let him in, then closed the door behind him. “What happened to you?”

“I won’t stay long. I probably shouldn’t have come at all. You were the first person I thought of—”

“It’s okay,” she said. “Come in. I’ll go get you a towel.”

She ran down the hall to her linen closet and pulled out two towels, one to dry the rain off him and another for his wound. When she came back into the living room, Dante was in the process of taking off his coat. As he reached up to unzip it, Tess saw that his knuckles were bloodstained. There were splatters of the stuff on his face too, most of it diluted by the water that was still running off his chin and wet hair.

“You’re pretty banged up,” she said, concerned for him yet more than a little unsettled to see him looking like he’d been in some kind of nasty street fight. She didn’t see any cuts on his hands or face, so maybe most of the blood there didn’t belong to him. But that wasn’t the case elsewhere.

As the heavy leather came open in the front, Tess sucked in her breath. “Oh, Jesus... ” A long laceration ran across the width of his right thigh, clearly a knife wound. The injury was still fresh, soaking his pant leg with blood.

“It’s not a big deal,” he said. “Trust me, I’ll live.”

He peeled off the coat and Tess’s sympathy turned to ice.

Dante was armed like something out of an action-movie nightmare. A thick belt went around his hips, studded with several different kinds of blades, not the least of which were huge curved daggers sheathed on either side of him. Strapped across the chest of his black long-sleeved shirt was a gun holster sporting a deadly looking brushed-stainless monstrosity; she didn’t even want to imagine the size of hole that thing could blast into someone. He had another gun secured around his left thigh.

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