Night Moves (G-Man Series) by Smith Andrea

Author:Smith, Andrea [Smith, Andrea]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Publisher: Meatball Taster Publishing
Published: 2013-11-20T18:30:00+00:00

As predicted I did fall asleep during the beginning of the third movie, sprawled on the loveseat across from Easton. I awoke with a start to the loud clap of thunder that rattled the leaded glass windows in the darkened room.

"We've a line a thunderstorms rolling in," Easton remarked, seeing I was awake. "It's fairly common this time of year. You probably need to get some sleep."

"Yeah, right," I scoffed. "That's not going to happen easily with thunderstorms coming in." I gathered up my blanket and pillow, stretching as Easton turned the movie off with the remote. I'd no sooner started towards the hallway when a brilliant flash of light illuminated the room, seconds later the loud boom of thunder followed causing me to jump and let out a squeak of discomfort.

"Are you frightened of storms?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"I used to love watching them as a child," I admitted, "until the time lightning struck a tree and a huge limb crashed through my bedroom window. Not so much after that."

He was beside me now, watching me carefully. "You've no need to worry. I promise nothing will come crashing through your windows here."

Once we'd reached the top of the stairs, Easton stopped and turned to me. "Have a restful night, Darcy. If you need anything my suite is just down this hallway," he said, nodding to the left.

"Thanks," I murmured feeling flushed. The thunderous boom of the latest bolt of lightning sent me skittering to the right to find comfort beneath the covers of my bed. I finally managed to fall back asleep as the storm passed over.

Sometime later I was once again awakened by angry claps of thunder rattling the windows in my suite unmercifully. I let out a low screech, sitting upright immediately, forgetting for the moment where I was. My heart was pounding in my chest. Torrents of rain were splashing furiously against the windows. The wind was howling through the old stone fortress and suddenly I felt as if I'd been transitioned back in time to one of those old horror movies myself.

I stared at the closed, solid oak door, bringing the bed covers up underneath my chin. My eyes were glued on the polished brass door knob, watching and waiting for it to slowly turn with a barely audible squeak that would alert me someone was lurking behind it preparing to pounce on me. Just as that thought finished, a blinding flash of lightening illuminated the room and a thunderous clap of thunder followed behind. I let out a scream that rivaled that of the chick from Bride of Frankenstein.

Shit Darcy! Get hold of yourself, girl.

I clapped my hand over my own mouth to keep myself quiet as the storm continued its rampage outside. Just then I did hear the squeak of the door knob, I saw it turn slowly as the door creaked open. I let loose with another scream not giving a damn who in the hell heard me!

"Darcy," Easton said softly, swiftly crossing the distance to my bed, looking pretty damn fine in his low slung P.

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