Vengeance Aside (Wanted Men) by Nancy Haviland

Author:Nancy Haviland [Haviland, Nancy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Wanted Men
Publisher: Nancy Haviland
Published: 2017-11-20T18:00:00+00:00

TWELVE

Dale held her breath as she inched out of the bedroom and slowly pulled the door closed. She kept the sleeping occupant in her sights until the very last second because, who knew, it might be the last time she would ever see him.

She tried to ignore how that thought made her feel and winced at the muted snick that sounded when she released the knob. She waited. When she didn’t hear any commotion from Lukas, she let her breath out on a quiet sigh. And, again, she stood there, staring at the pretty design on the pewter doorknob.

She’d woken up an hour ago after a fitful night’s rest. Well, it was almost noon, so morning’s rest would be a more appropriate description…

She was stalling.

She looked up and down the empty hallway then back at the door. Maybe she should wake him. Or wait inside until he woke on his own.

“Or maybe you should find Farah and get gone,” she murmured, remembering her dreams.

She chewed on her lip and rubbed at her chest. Something between her breasts felt…wrong. Wrong and familiar. She could feel it deep inside, where she normally refused to allow company. A new presence. One that was protesting her escape. Protesting so vehemently, it was making her want to go back and sit near the pillows again, staring, smiling every little while, wanting to touch.

She squeezed her eyes shut and dropped her hand. It was all in her head. Lukas’s talk of fate and shit had gotten to her. Those dreams. They’d been dumb and had centered around babies and white fucking dresses.

Screw it.

She went left, and by the time she reached the end of the hall, she was kind of trotting, and her breath was coming too fast considering she was in great shape. Fucking Mr. Murdery had screwed her up. Prick bastard and his sweet but psychotic ass. She wanted to go back to his bedroom for a piece of it. But not only that. She wanted to cuddle with the prick. Then she wanted him to breed her! To give her a dozen pups. She wanted to make him laugh. Maybe run down to the kitchen and bring back some stupid snacks that she would feed into his idiot mouth before crawling on him and doing some nasty things to his moron body that she’d eye-fucked for twenty solid minutes when she’d first woken up. She’d been happy to see him laying next to her! Happy! Excited, even! Content! Because it had felt right! What was right?

“Goddamn him,” she growled as she rounded the corner.

“I’m sure many have,” Farah said from her slouch on a brocade loveseat that sat beneath a massive mirror overlooking the curved staircase. She let her phone that she’d been tapping into fall to her lap. “But you’re the first I’ve seen try it from inside this house while doing a pretty pissed walk of shame. So he did kiss you last night. And…” She looked at the chunky silver watch on her thin wrist.

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