Unholy Terrors by Stunich C. M

Author:Stunich, C. M. [Stunich, C. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Crime
ISBN: 4248233290
Amazon: B09KRTH7MF
Goodreads: 59511838
Publisher: Sarian Royal
Published: 2022-01-27T08:00:00+00:00

Scarlett

After we’re finished eating, we head outside together and lounge on vintage cars while fifties and sixties music blasts from the outdoor speaker. Most of us nurse to-go shakes and cigarettes, passing around my whiskey bottle from hand-to-hand.

Girls keep coming up to me, offering yet more gifts, petting my hair, touching my hand, asking if I want to fuck them.

“Why are you so popular with women?” Ash inquires finally, his patience worn dangerously thin. I can tell he wants to talk to me alone, but … it’s my birthday. I want company and activity, cigarettes and blunts, alcohol and sex. I don’t want to think about Lemon for three goddamn seconds. “Do you sleep with them, too?”

I sit up on the hood of the Chevelle and give him my darkest look in response.

He returns it without flinching.

“My girls are used to people only wanting them for sex; they don’t need that from me. I’m here to protect them.” The words come out fierce and truthful, like they always do, but then … then I remember that Evelyn and Lemon both are dead.

And that both of them died because of Aspen Kelly, directly and indirectly.

Whelp, still didn’t make it three whole seconds without hopping on the grief train.

I continue to stare at Ash, wondering how much I hate myself. Widow had a good point: why is he here? We can’t date; we can’t even let anyone know we’re texting or meeting up. That, and he looks exactly like a guy that tried to assault me and killed my girl and my bestie.

He’s the mayor’s son, and now that Aspen is dead, all of that power is his to have.

I feel irrationally angry all of a sudden; I know it’s because I’m crossfading like hell (that is, mixing weed and alcohol), but I can’t help myself.

I slide off the hood and storm over to him, snatching his wrist and yanking him away from the group where it seems, at least, that everyone but Alexei is at least somewhat enjoying themselves.

“What’s your fucking problem, Kelly boy?” I snap at him, knowing that I’m taking my anger out on him but unable to make myself stop. “Why are you so damn ornery?”

“I just want to know how many other people you’re fucking, so that I can be prepared,” he demands, his face red with anger, his hands curled into fists. I’ve never seen him like this. Really, I haven’t seen him like a lot of things because we don’t know each other for shit.

“Why?” I quip, lifting up my clove cigarette for another drag. “You jealous?”

Ash reaches out and snatches the cigarette from me, chucking into the grass. He at least has the grace to stomp it out before he’s grabbing both of my wrists and slamming them above my head, against the harsh bark of the tree.

“I am jealous,” he says, staring at my mouth and not my eyes. He repeats himself in Japanese—rather, he says something in Japanese that I don’t understand—and then exhales again, his warm breath fanning across my lips.

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