Dark Age Dawning #01 - Nightfall by Ellen Connor

Author:Ellen Connor [Connor, Ellen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Group USA, Inc.
Published: 2011-04-12T22:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-FIVE

Mason turned his back as if it didn’t matter what she’d wanted to say. And when had it ever? Always his timetable, his agenda.

It had been like that with her mom and dad too. Whenever Mitch had shown up, he expected his wife to drop everything, cook whatever he wanted, and spend a few days in the bedroom. Then he left her crying. Never had it mattered what she needed. It was always about his damn prophecies. In the end, they’d both died alone because Mitch hadn’t been able to commit to a woman the way he could to his religion. Though Jenna had been young, she’d registered the damage.

Not me. That’s never going to be me.

She glared at Mason’s back. He was a damn machine. Accomplishing his objective was the only priority, no matter what the cost—to himself or to those around him. But Mitch had been that way too. His priorities hadn’t included his own flesh and blood. Jenna loathed wanting someone who seemed so much like her old man, making her feel weak and helpless.

“Pick up the pace,” he called over his shoulder.

Violence spiked through her, riding the tail end of the fight. No more. She refused to put up with his shit for another minute. With a low growl, she launched herself at his back. Rage gave her strength. She hit him with her full weight, slamming her rifle butt into his shoulder. He stumbled into a tree, though not as hard as she’d have liked.

Mason got his footing quickly and spun. “What the hell is your problem?”

“You.” Jenna gave his chest a shove. “You’re my problem.”

His dark eyes narrowed. “Keep pushing me. See what happens.”

“Yeah, ’cause you’re such a badass.”

“And you’re a cock-teasing bitch.”

She lashed out with her fist and clipped him hard in the mouth. In reflex, he shoved her away. Jenna staggered, knowing that if he’d punched her, she wouldn’t be on her feet. Or conscious. His restraint softened her anger a little. He didn’t give it back, even when she hurt him. But that awareness wasn’t enough to check her frustration.

Blood trickled down his upper lip where she’d split it against his teeth. His tongue darted out to test the damage, and her fury coiled up with something else. She wanted to kiss him and savor the coppery taste—almost as much as she wanted to smash his head against the ground. She inhaled his scent.

Pupils dilated, a muscle ticked along his jaw. They stared at one another, nothing but snow and icy trees as witness. Jenna worked to calm her labored breathing.

Mason pounced. Their bodies met through layers of clothing, grappling. His hands were hard on her upper arms, then he slammed her head against his chest in a parody of an embrace. Her knee came up, but he twisted away.

Infuriated, Jenna tried again to hurt him. She lashed out with elbows and knees. He contained her with an ease that made her want to howl. Her boots slid in the snow, and he shoved her down.

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