The Heathen (Preacher Brothers, 2) by Jenika Snow

Author:Jenika Snow [Snow, Jenika]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jenika Snow
Published: 2020-01-18T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Kimber

“Shit,” I cursed as the plate I’d gotten out of the cupboard fell to the floor and shattered. My mind was muddled, my thoughts on Cullen.

I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know how to feel.

I bent down and started picking up the shards, feeling my brows knit, as everything was so damn confusing. The weather was raging outside, even worse than it had been just an hour ago.

Trapped in here with a man who wanted to kill me.

I stood and tossed the broken shards in the trash then looked at the counter, where the ham and lettuce, tomato and cheese sat. I’d been making him something to eat, trying to get my mind off… everything.

I braced my hands on the edge of the island in the center of the kitchen, thinking about Cullen, the man I currently had restrained to my headboard. God, what was wrong with me? There was a difference between healing and helping someone, and keeping them against their will. It was very clear he didn’t want to be here, didn’t want my help.

Yet I couldn’t stop being myself to let him go. Hell, I didn’t even know if he’d let me get out of this unscathed.

I looked down the hallway at where the bedroom door was closed, wondering what he was thinking, feeling. How angry was he right now? Angry enough to hate me when this was all said and done? Angry enough to wrap his hands around my throat and squeeze the life out of me?

Maybe I could convince him otherwise. Maybe I could be with him.

What the hell? No, I couldn’t be with a man like him. Never... right?

I turned my attention back to the food on the counter, the bread sitting off to the side, the sandwich ingredients ready to be placed on those twin pieces. He had to be hungry. Thirsty too. It had been hours since I’d brought him back to my place.

I washed my hands and started making the sandwich, and once everything was piled on the plate, I added a handful of chips on the china. I reached out with my free hand for a bottle of water and turned, ready to go back to the room, when a startled cry left me.

Involuntarily, I took a step back, the plate falling from my grasp as it shattered on the floor, all the ingredients scattering across my feet. I still held the bottle of water, my fingers wrapped tightly around the plastic, the sound of my grip squeezing it loud and obscene.

Just twenty feet from me was Cullen, his massive body taking up the entire entryway of the hallway. Shadows partially concealed him, but it was the gun he held that had my heart stopping.

He still had the twine wrapped around his wrists, and I could see blood covering his forearms.

“Oh my God,” I found myself saying and snapped my gaze back up to his face. He was unmoving, not even blinking. I didn’t even think he breathed.

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