Stalked by Shadows by Lissa Kasey

Author:Lissa Kasey [Kasey, Lissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lissa Kasey
Published: 2019-10-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

At first I wasn’t sure what had roused me. The hiss of a cat was unfamiliar enough to have me jolting up in bed. I hadn’t put the eye mask on and the room was its normal semi-dark with multicolored lights outside. Jet sat in front of the door, hissing and yowling at it, while the knob rattled.

I had to admit, heroics weren’t my first thought. Instant fear carved agony into my gut. A glance back at Micah proved him to be awake and ghost white with terror. I threw back the blanket ready to get up and confront whatever the fuck it was and demand it leave us alone, but he grabbed my hand.

“Don’t,” he begged.

“You said it didn’t do that anymore. Not since you got Jet.”

“Apparently I was wrong.” He climbed out of the bed, keeping his distance from the door but not letting me go. Instead he tugged me toward the loft.

“Micah?”

“It can’t get in. All the windows and the door are painted with a mix of salt and holy water. Had the place blessed by both the Catholic church and voodoo priestesses. It’s never gotten in.” Yet he ran like hiding in the loft could turn off his terror. We stumbled into the small space above and Micah frantically dug into one of the chests for something, then found some sort of mat like thing and pulled it out. He laid it over the rug, then added a blanket to the top and got under it, holding it open for me. “Please,” he begged when I didn’t move.

I could still hear Jet’s angry hissing from below and the vague rattle of the knob, but I crawled beneath the blanket with him. The entire loft was sort of like a big blanket fort. All it needed was a few little curtains to block off the rest of the main area. Micah curled up into my arms, trembling, his face buried in my shoulder, and his lithe body pressed against mine.

Of all the inconvenient times to wake up with wood. And of course, my hip hurt, perhaps from being overworked from all the walking, or even the climb up the stairs. The sound of the air-conditioner kicking in downstairs covered up the sounds from the door. I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding and let some of the fear go away. A thousand things could be at the door, or nothing at all. Micah needed reassurance more than I needed answers.

“You’re safe,” I told him. I kissed Micah’s head, brushing his hair off his face and holding him close. He tilted his head, lips finding mine, not with the butterfly kisses I’d been giving him all night, but a fierce, possessive kiss which I couldn’t recall ever experiencing before in my life.

His tongue dueled mine, mouth feeding at my lips like I still had the crumbs of cookies on them. I tried to mimic him, but gave up the battle and let him explore.

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