Semi-Twisted: by Isabel Jordan

Author:Isabel Jordan [Jordan, Isabel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Paranormal, Vampires, Werewolves & Shifters, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Superheroes, Teen & Young Adult
Amazon: B01KNB4R8G
Publisher: Isabel Jordan
Published: 2016-08-29T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

After stopping by his apartment to grab a change of clothes, Hunter drove Mischa back to her place. He told her it wasn’t safe for her to be alone, in case Emily’s stalker decided to take another shot at her. And that was the truth. But also…

He’d come too close to losing her—again—to not be with her now. Even if all he did was watch over her while she slept, it was necessary. He couldn’t explain it.

Just another symptom of how far gone he was over this woman. Always had been.

He was starting to not see it as pathetic, though. It just…was.

Looking around, he decided that if he had only her apartment to go by, he’d guess that nothing had changed over the past year. Cool, neutral tones on the walls, books neatly lined up on the shelves by her fireplace—arranged alphabetically, of course. Sleek, modern furniture. Nothing frivolous or personal scattered about. Not a single throw pillow or knick-knack out of place.

It was the exact opposite of the chaotic Crayola explosion Harper lived in. Mischa’s space was all about precision, function, and order.

His heart clenched at the thought of how painful it must be for her to have her neat, orderly life in such upheaval.

Hunter sighed and forced himself to sit on the couch.

Don’t snoop around her apartment like a damn stalker, dumbass.

Mischa emerged from the bathroom in a cloud of steam, hair wet and tumbling over her shoulders in loose waves, legs peeking out from beneath a knee-length gray T-shirt. His, he recognized immediately. The one she must’ve worn home after their last night together.

He ignored the sudden tightening in his chest. He’d been a complete idiot to leave her, alone, in his bed.

Her eyes moved over his torso, reminding him he’d thrown his torn and bloody shirt away after his shower and hadn’t bothered putting another one on yet.

“You look…” she swallowed hard, “…really good.” She hastened to add, “The bullet wound is almost gone, I mean.”

And you look like my every fantasy made real.

He wanted her so badly. To feel her soft skin against his. To hear her whisper his name as he slid into her. Deep, deep into her…

“Can we…talk?”

Talk? Was he still capable of that when she this close to him, half-naked? He wasn’t sure, but he nodded.

She sat down next to him with her legs tucked up underneath her. When her eyes met his, he felt the usual invisible string that seemed to bind them together tighten, urging him to lean toward her. He caught himself before he could do something stupid. Like see how quickly he could get her clothes off and coax her into making the same throaty, breathless sounds she’d made the last time they made love.

He closed his eyes, calling himself a thousand kinds of fool. Weak. That’s what he was. Weak.

She sighed. “I have so many problems, Hunter. I’m a complete mess.”

Welcome to the club. “It’s to be expected. The transition from human to vampire is difficult.” Or so he’d heard.

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