Pleasure & Prey: vol. 1 (Pleasure And Prey) by Merlin AJ

Author:Merlin, AJ
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-11-26T00:00:00+00:00

16

“I’ll see you later, little bunny.” I feel his lips ghost against my cheek as Wren sits up, and when I open my eyes, it’s to see that he’s across the room, in front of the open bedroom door, and looking back at me with an inscrutable look on his face.

“Where are you going?” I ask, sitting up and crossing my legs under me. “Seems a little early for murder, doesn’t it?” My voice is dry and humorous, but at this point, I won’t put it past him that murder is on the agenda again.

“It is,” he agrees. “But I have to go into my office today, and I’d like to go back to my place and change. If you’ll let me, that is?”

Shrugging, I watch him. “I can’t tell you what to do,” I remind my serial killer, gaze never leaving his as I watch the grin spread across his lips.

“No,” he agrees thoughtfully. “I guess you can’t. But I’ll be back later. I’ll bring you dinner, too. Can’t have you forgetting to eat.”

“I never forget to eat, Wren. Because I’m not a child.” I especially don’t like being treated like one, or as though I can’t take care of myself. If he’s going to stay, it’s something I want him to know.

The smile falls, just slightly, and he tilts his head as he watches me. “I know,” Wren assures me in a quiet tone. “Trust me, I know that. But I enjoy taking care of you, Hazel. Won’t you let me indulge myself?” Thankfully, before I can respond, he’s out the door and striding across the kitchen. I hear him greet the cats, and the door closing behind him a few seconds later as I get up to look around for my clothes.

Quickly, it becomes obvious that laundry should be on my list today. At long last I find a pair of leggings stuffed into my closet that are probably clean, an old tee, and put them on with a grimace. The tee is coarse, having lost its softness in its hundredth wash cycle, but I can’t bring myself to care enough to jam my clothes in the laundry basket and take them downstairs to wash them. It’s not like I’m going anywhere important enough to do laundry today, anyway.

Especially when I’d rather stare endlessly into the abyss and dwell on all the things Wren says to me that make my heart twist and my lungs tight with anticipation. I like him, I’ve come to realize. More than I ever thought I would, but there’s a nagging worry in my heart at the same time.

The obvious one, of course.

He’s a fucking murderer.

My phone rings just as I grab it off the nightstand, and I bring it to my ear, half expecting it to be him. “Hello?” I ask, toeing on my sneakers.

“Are you busy today?” Jenna’s voice is friendly and hopeful. It’s impossible to say no to whatever she’s going to ask me to do when she talks like that.

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