Wicked Dreams by Lily Harper Hart

Author:Lily Harper Hart [Hart, Lily Harper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-09-28T23:00:00+00:00

“DID you two … you know … do it?”

Despite her current predicament, and the fact that a masked assailant broke into Ivy’s house hell bent on hurting her the night before, Kelly was bright-eyed as she stared at Jack and Ivy the next morning.

“What are you doing up so early?” Ivy asked, rubbing her eyes as she tried to get her bearings.

“It’s almost ten.”

Jack groaned as he shifted next to Ivy, hating the fact that he was going to have to release her in a few seconds. He hadn’t slept so heavily since … well … since his world imploded at the end of a gun almost a year before. “I can’t believe it’s so late.”

“You didn’t answer my question,” Kelly said. “Did you two do it last night?”

“No,” Ivy said, pushing herself to a sitting position and lowering her feet to the ground. “Ow.”

Jack reached up and rubbed her back, being careful to steer clear of her shoulder. “How much pain are you in?”

“I’m fine.”

“You’re like a parrot who only knows two words,” Jack grumbled.

“So you didn’t do it?” Kelly looked disappointed.

“No,” Ivy said, making a face.

“That’s too bad,” Kelly said. “Max says it’s coming soon. I want to see if he’s always right like he says he is.”

“Max is an idiot,” Ivy said, struggling to her feet and almost toppling over before Jack caught her.

“Slow down, Speed Racer,” he said. “You need to move slowly until your body adjusts to its new reality.”

“And what reality is that?”

“The one where you’re not super human.”

“I need to make breakfast,” Ivy said. “I promised Kelly pancakes.”

“You don’t have to,” Kelly said. “You’re in pain.”

“I’m not in pain.”

“Shut up, Ivy,” Jack said, climbing off the couch and reaching for his shirt. He didn’t miss Kelly’s eyes as they latched onto the scars on his chest. He opted to ignore her overt interest. “I’m cooking breakfast.”

Ivy arched an eyebrow. “You’re cooking breakfast?”

“That’s what I said.”

“Do you know how to cook breakfast?”

“Yes,” Jack said. “I’ve watched you do it. I believe I find whatever vegetables you have in the refrigerator, toss them in with eggs, throw it in a pan on the stove, and then bitterly complain to whoever will listen. That’s the way to do it, right?”

“You’re a butthead.”

“You’ve told me,” Jack said, nonplussed. “If you’re a good girl, I’ll let you make the coffee.”

“Oh, wow, you’re going to let me make the coffee in my own house? Thank you so much.”

“I said you could make it if you were a good girl,” Jack said. “I’m still waiting for that to happen.”

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