Sheltered by Love by Sariah Denzin

Author:Sariah Denzin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Faithful Love Press

Felicity

The temperature has dropped, and not just outside. When Zane comes downstairs, his expression is grim, and there’s no sign of the smirk.

“Jax will be here in an hour or so. He’ll be stationed upstairs. I’ll be inside the old boat club.”

I’m so stunned it takes a few seconds for me to understand he’s not going to be here tonight.

“Just like that? You tell me who’s coming into my house?”

A dark look crosses his face. “It’s not your—”

He stops himself from saying the words. But we both know what he’s thinking.

And I’m sick and tired of hearing it.

I raise my voice a notch higher than the hail outside. “You aren’t exactly doing me a favor by letting me live here. I pay rent. The plumbing sucks, the back door sticks in the rain, there’s a leak in the spare room and there’s no dishwasher.”

He folds his arms across his chest. “Anything else?”

That he’s goading me, makes me even angrier. “Why are you treating me like I’m your enemy? You don’t even know me.”

His arms drop to his sides. “Why don’t you tell me why you really moved here? Then maybe I’ll stop thinking you have something to hide.”

I’m so pissed off my hands are shaking and I’m one wrong word from slapping him. “Screw you, Zane. You don’t deserve to know why I’m here.”

I spin on my heel, not knowing where I’m going, but knowing that if I stay, I’ll wind up giving him more ammunition to fire at me.

I’m so frustrated, so irritated, and so utterly disgusted by his behavior, and how easily he can wind me up, I slam the door as I stalk into the living room.

I left no lights on and with the storm outside, I’m in near dark as I sink to my knees in front of the fireplace and start the fire just so I have something to do with my hands.

It’s just like the night I ran to him. Ran out of sheer terror, and with a futile hope that maybe he would understand.

A fat tear slips down my cheek and I swipe it away, angry at myself, angry at him, and growing angrier as I try and fail to get the lighter to start.

“Come on you bastard!” I yell at it.

But the flint refuses to catch, so if I want to curl up in here tonight with a book, my only option is to return to the kitchen where Zane is to search for my matches.

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