Scorch by Liliana Hart

Author:Liliana Hart [Hart, Liliana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: NLA Digital LLC

Chapter 11

Three Days Later

A million tiny men marched through Shane’s skull. And he was pretty sure they had nails on the bottom of their shoes.

His eyes inched open, the inside of his eyelids gritty with what felt like sand, and the biting sting of sunlight had him slamming them closed again.

“Shi…” He didn’t quite have the strength to get the word out. His throat felt like he’d swallowed shards of glass and chased it with acid.

He did remember enough to know that he was home. The sun glared through the open blinds and tiny dust motes danced in the brightness. He had no idea what time it was. Or what day for that matter. His hand moved slowly to the side, snagging on the soft sheets of his bed. At least he’d made it to the bed this time. That was a step in the right direction. He would have smiled at the thought if it hadn’t hurt so bad to move his muscles.

And true to form, the spot next to him on the bed was empty. No woman wanted to fuck a cripple. He’d probably better get used to that too. No SEAL team to lead and no groupies to fuck.

He groaned and pulled the pillow over his head, hoping to either suffocate himself or at least stop the pounding. But it didn’t work. It turned out the pounding was coming from his front door instead of inside his head. Mostly.

“Go ’way,” he muttered into the pillow.

But the knocking turned into pounding. Whoever it was at the door was a persistent bastard. Probably one of his damned brothers or some other well-meaning relative. He fell over MacKenzies every time he turned around. They couldn’t even leave a man to drink in peace without giving him disapproving looks or lectures.

“I hope you’re decent,” a woman yelled from the other side of the door. “And if you’re not, I’m coming in anyway.”

Shane looked down the length of his naked body and quickly tossed the sheet over himself. There’d been a time when he’d have called her bluff and let her walk in on him, but there was no way in hell he wanted anyone to look at his body now. Big, strong Shane MacKenzie reduced to nothing but scars. He was no prize, that’s for damned sure.

The doorknob rattled, and he breathed out a sigh of relief when he realized it was locked and she’d have to go away. It wasn’t like he was going to haul himself to the door. But then a key slipped into the lock and he heard the tumblers turn as loud as cannon fire in his aching head.

The door opened and there were footsteps as she cross living room toward his bedroom. And then there she was in his doorway. Shane was struck speechless as a woman he’d never seen before came inside bold as you please, staring at him as if she was expected and he was in trouble. And then she closed his bedroom door and leaned against it.

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