Restless Spirit by Sommer Marsden

Author:Sommer Marsden [Marsden, Sommer]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Contemporary, Romance, Fiction, General, Erotica, cookie429, Extratorrents, Kat
ISBN: 9781908262271
Google: FS66uAAACAAJ
Publisher: Xcite Books
Published: 2012-07-31T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

My hand slammed the rock wall and there was a moment where confusion made my head ache. Shepherd used a bungee cord to loop me to the brace for the overhead shelf.

‘Shepherd,’ I whispered.

‘Hush.’

My other arm was moved overhead and he took another bungee cord from the counter. When I was secure, despite some struggling, he stepped back.

Dropping onto the stool, he sized me up. ‘See, I think you took control with that baseball bat with that loser ex of yours. Even now you’re actually in control.’

I laughed. It was an angry laugh tainted by a vein of fear. ‘Oh yeah?’

‘Yeah. Say kitchen and I let you go. That’s your word.’

Kitchen. Kitchen where he’d seen me with Reed. And still he’d come to talk, apologise at the restaurant and then later in bed he gave me what I needed when I asked.

And I’d freaked and tossed him out. I hadn’t allowed myself any solace in him or him in me.

‘Say it,’ he said.

I shook my head. Instead I said, ‘I told every one of you that I wasn’t interested in–’

He held up a hand. ‘Yep, I know – a commitment. I get it. And I had no interest in one, either. Trust me. And I still wish I didn’t …’ He looked up and away. Finally those eyes settled back on me and he said ‘I wish I didn’t have these flashes of … wishing.’

I got that. I knew what he meant.

‘What do you want from me?’ I hissed. I truly did not want to have this conversation. I truly did not want to have to … face him.

‘Your trust.’

‘You have it,’ I said, shaking the cords and thusly the shelf over my head.

‘I don’t think so.’ He scratched is beard and walked to me. We were so close again I could feel the heat radiating off of him. It was in direct opposition to the cold that seemed to seep from the stone wall to my back.

‘I’m tied here aren’t I? I haven’t said … that word.’

It did not escape my notice – or his, judging by his face – that I did not say “kitchen”.

‘But last night instead of letting me see your fear – instead of explaining to me what you felt – you ran me off.’

‘Shepherd, I didn’t even know what I was feeling,’ I growled.

‘No excuse,’ he said and kissed me.

His tongue and teeth and lips bullied mine and he cut off any of the protests I might have tossed at him. I didn’t see the knife in his hand until he pulled back.

‘What’s that?’ My tongue was clumsy in my mouth and my heart raced with sickening speed. I tried to take a deep breath and failed.

‘A fork,’ he joked and winked at me. ‘Don’t worry. There’s no bloodletting in my home. But I owe you some new digs,’ he said.

‘New–’ But then I got it because he sliced my sweater from neck to waistband and I stood very, very still to let him do it.

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