Last Hit: Reloaded by Jessica Clare & Jen Frederick

Author:Jessica Clare & Jen Frederick [Clare, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Erotica, New Adult, Dark
ISBN: 9780698198180
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2015-01-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Daisy

I’m really worried about Nick.

As we return to class, his gloved hand clutches mine, his grip tight and unrelenting. I don’t mind it—I know Nick is possessive. I actually like it. And I understand his quirks, his need to walk me to and from class, his need to carry a gun, the knives under the mattress he thinks I don’t know about. Nick has idiosyncrasies that I ignore, because I love him. But there are some things I cannot ignore.

There’s a wild look in his eyes right now. A tension in his shoulders. His free hand keeps flicking around his pocket, and I know he’s ready to draw his gun at any moment.

And that is a very bad thing, especially with the campus locked down because of a threat.

Thing is, even though Nick and I have a fairly new relationship, I spent years in hiding with my father. I have learned to recognize a man teetering on the edge of control, and I see that edge when I look at my Nick. He’s always so controlled, so capable of handling almost any situation that it alarms me.

So as Nick turns down the path toward my class, I squeeze his hand. “I . . . I don’t think I want to go to class today, Nick. I want to skip. Will you take me home?”

The dark-eyed look he gives me is full of relief, and I know I’ve chosen the right thing. At home, Nick can protect me. At home, Nick can devour me with hands and eyes to his heart’s content, until he feels settled again. And home is where we need to be. So I feign a little more fear than I actually have and give him my most helpless look. “You don’t mind, do you, Nick?”

“Nyet,” he breathes, and pulls me close for a quick kiss. “Anything for you, kotehok.”

I give Christine an apologetic look even as Nick pulls me away. “Will you be okay?”

She nods, and starts to say something, but Nick’s dragging me away so fast that I don’t catch it. All I can do is wave as we head to the student parking lot and get into our bland sedan, and Nick drives like a bat out of hell for our apartment.

I watch him, my brain in a state of calm. Whenever my father got agitated, I would distract him by changing his focus. My father’s panic was driven by the outside world. Whenever he would get too manic, too edgy, I’d do something small to set him off. Maybe I’d drop a plate at dinner. Maybe I’d burn the soup. Maybe I’d wear a bit of eye shadow. My father would lose his mind with anger and erupt, and it was always bad for a day or so, but then he’d decompress and he’d be better once his focus had changed from the outside world to me.

I can do the same for Nick.

When we get to the apartment building, Nick practically slams into our parking space.

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