Death's Dilemma (DHAD #2) by Candice Burnett

Author:Candice Burnett [Burnett, Candice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00N5YCQXM
Published: 2014-08-28T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

SOB

When I came out of the room, no one but the Guardians remained. Too bad they weren’t invisible to me as I didn’t really care for the expressions they’d been giving me all night, especially now.

“Stay away from my future, you drunk hussy,” Catherine said as she stepped in front of me before I could make my way up the stairs. She went to slap me in the face, but I grabbed her wrist midway.

“You touch me, and I will put you on the ground in front of all your little friends.”

“You wouldn’t, and if you did, we’d take you down.”

“You really want to challenge me? Have you not seen what I can do? Do you seriously think you and your little minions over there could take me?” They might have been able to, considering I was feeling a little off, but I wouldn’t let them know that.

“I’m not afraid of you,” she said almost at whisper. Not afraid…okay. Use your man voice then.

“You should be. Now, get out of my way,” I said as I dropped her wrist and walked past her and up the first stair. I felt a tingle in my gut, letting me know someone was attempting to rush me. I flipped Catherine over my shoulder and threw her into the piano in the main room. Wasn’t so bad, huh? Trevor, never trust someone who tries to attack when their enemy’s back is turned. Giving up on the stairs, I ported to my room and let out a scream in frustration. That was it. I would just have to have Trevor set things straight with this stupid bitch if she didn’t believe me. Her eyes of jealously on me all the time were really getting annoying. He was all hers, and I don’t know how much clearer I could be on that. I ported into his room. He stood up from his bed, when he saw me.

“There you are, the SOB of the evening.”

“What is wrong with you?” he asked as he walked up to me.

“Nothing is wrong with me. What is wrong with you?” I said as I poked him in the chest with my finger.

“How much have you had to drink, Cendall?”

“Only four,” ten… “…glasses.”

“Glasses of what?”

“Jungle juice I think they called it. Really yummy, and it wasn’t strong.”

“Jungle juice is nothing but liquors combined in a bin, it’s nothing but strong alcohol made to taste like juice.”

“Meh… whatever. I’m fine. Stop trying to lecture me on my day off. I came in here to tell you…” I went to poke him again, but my feet got tangled in something, and I ended up crashing into him instead. We fell to the ground hard, in a tangled web of limbs, and I landed on top of him with a thud. I looked up at him, and he gave me that dark, playful look he gave sometimes. “I came in here to yell at you... don’t you make that face.”

“What face?” he laughed, and the look went from light and playful to dark, dangerous and just fucking sexy.

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