Wicked *itch_Magic and Mayhem Universe by Teresa Gabelman

Author:Teresa Gabelman [Gabelman, Teresa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal, Humor, shifter, Witches, paranormal romance
Publisher: Teresa Gabelman
Published: 2018-08-27T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

As soon as Wicked walked inside her small house and locked her door, she dropped the protection shield. Before she could make her way into her bedroom, her front door opened. Swinging around, she frowned to see Thorne walk inside and close it behind him.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Wicked frowned.

“Finishing our conversation,” Thorne replied as he put keys in his front pocket, which answered the question of how he had opened the door. It was technically his house.

“Listen, thanks for dinner.” There she went again, not wanting to be rude. She really wasn’t living up to her name. “But I think you need to leave now.”

“What are you afraid of? Or should I say who are you afraid of?” Thorne persisted.

“And again, you were not listening since I told you my fear.” Wicked was so done with this conversation.

“You put some kind of shield around us which indicated you were afraid someone might hear what you had to say.” Thorne had walked deeper into the house, closer to her.

“I don’t need anyone hearing my business,” she countered. “And people in this town are nosy.”

“True, but that’s not it, and you know it. I know it. And I’m not leaving until I know what it is.” Thorne leaned against the hallway wall crossing his arms over his massive chest. “Bruce said it has something to do with your friend Kira, who stayed here for a few days.”

“Bruce is a dumbass.” Wicked snorted, her mind swirling with ways to torture her familiar. She had planned to tell him more and had been getting to that, but then the talk about the rent had thrown her. It was best this way. She wasn’t meant to have a relationship, especially with someone as hot as Thorne McAllister, who was way out of her league. “You can stand there all night for all I care. I mean, it is your house, but I’m going to bed. I have an early appointment and need my rest.” She totally wanted to ignore the way his eyes flared at the mention of going to bed, but dammit, she couldn’t, and the kiss they had shared slammed back into her mind.

When he didn’t say a word but continued to stand still as a statue staring at her, she shrugged and headed to her bedroom. “Lock up when you get bored and leave,” she said with sarcastic snark. Even though her tone and actions indicated she didn’t care, she did care, more than she wanted to admit even to herself.

Wicked was surprised when she was grabbed and pushed up against the wall. It wasn’t aggressive, but it did scare her because she wasn’t expecting it. A scream slipped past her lips. She even struggled against him.

“Wicked, stop!” Thorne demanded, trying to keep her from smacking him. “Stop before you hurt yourself.”

“I’m going to hurt you, not myself,” Wicked hissed, then saw an opening. The smack against his cheek echoed in the small hallway. They both stilled, both looking shocked.

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