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VALERIE
I switch the coffee machine on, staring at the little blue light as I hear the door shut, leaving me in here, alone, with a shirtless Zadea
‘Don’t cry, Little Mate, it makes me want to spill blood.”
His words run through my mind once again, rich and seductive like red wine, masking the sinister underlying message with ease.
Words from the lips of a killer, but even knowing that, they give me a strength 1 can’t explain.
“Let me get that.”
I gasp when I realise he’s stepped up behind me. He leans around me reaching for the mugs, his arm grazing my shoulder, sending tingles through me, making me very aware of the heat of his body, my entire body is on edge, humming where hisskin kisses mine.
‘Sure,”
I breathe out, sliding out from between him and the counter, closing my eyes as I try not to press against him. My ass brushes against him and I freeze.
“Sorry,”
he murmurs, his hand going to my waist as he steps back, allowing met to move past him.
Being around Zade feels like being ready to skydive. You’re teetering on the edge, feeling nervous and tense, yet at the same time there is a powerful sense of exhilaration and excitement of the unknown ofwhat will happen when you let go. If you let go…
“Doctor Valerie Scott… Valerie, right? You don’t mind if I call you that?”
“You can drop the doctor,”
I wave my hand.
“Yeah… I meant Valerie.”
“Yeah, sure, that’s fine.”
I blush lightly as he picks up the coffee mugs and I quickly busy myself with grabbing some cakes and biscuits, although I don’t really have many since 1 mainly got the necessities delivered.
“Great, I wasn’t sure since I was called doctor back at Dark Hollow Falls… murmur. When you sat there silently, refusing to eat as you watched me with great intensity.
“Yeah. I remember,”
he says, placing the mugs on the tray I’ve taken out.
My gaze flicks to his back and the curve of his muscles as he reaches for the sugar sachets, his muscles flexing. He is a sexy hunk. There’s no denying that. Toned, muscular and damn fine.
I quickly place the cakes and snacks on the tray before picking it up and carrying it over to the sectional, placing it on the small coffee table in front of it. I can feel his eyes on me and suddenly the ambience of the apartment feels too… romantic.
A far cry from last night.
“Shall I put a movie on?”
I suggest loudly, too loudly. He cocks a brow as he glances at the couch before he drops onto it looking dangerously sexy.
“Sure.”
“Great, do you have any preferences?”
I ask briskly, trying to get rid of the sizzling energy between us.
“You…”
he tilts his head, my eyes widening. “Choose.”
He finishes-glancing at the TV screen, and I close my eyes for a second before grabbing the remote.
Stop thinking he means something else, girl.
I can feel his eyes on me again and I glance back to where he’s sitting, neither left, nor right… whichever side I choose, I’ll be pretty close to him….
I could just sit on the floor, I guess,
My mind is working in overdrive as I log on to my account, I’ve not been here long enough to set anything up and I have to think for a minute before I remember my password, blocking his view of the TV as I enter it.
“I’m not going to steal your N*****x account details.”
He remarks.
“I never said you would.”
I declare.
“Then what’s to hide? Unless you have the same password for everything.”
I freeze. “You’re a doctor. I’m sure you’re smarter than that.”
I scoff. “Pft of course not. I don’t have the same password for everything!”
I’ll make sure to change them later.
Smiling slightly, I shake my head. With him here… I’m not listening out for every little sound or wondering if the creak I heard was something sinister.
Yeah, of course not. The biggest bad wolf out there is in here. What’s to be scared about, unless, of course, he wants to eat me? I imagine Zade growing beforedelivering a menacing grin, one that is rimmed with deadly wolf teeth.
All the better to eat me with.
I glance at Zade who’s sitting silently watching the TV screen, his angled jaw, his I don’t-give-a-fuck attitude, those sharp eyes and dark lush hair… nope no wolf teeth but, deadly in more ways than one… but this wolf is still dangerous, only he comes in a sexy disguise.
“You’re going through the same row of movies, over and over. How hard is it to choose what you want, or are you busy staring elsewhere?”
He cocks a brow, his eyes snapping to mine with an almost knowing look in them that makes me even more nervous, and I glance sharply at the screen.
“Uh… I know! and no, I wasn’t I was… I am just deciding between these… few…”
I mutter, trying to focus on the images on the screen.
“The third one.”
“What?”
“That one.”
He says and I look at the movie currently ranked third.
“Ah… a mystery thriller. Ok.”
I say, switching it on and walking over to the sofa. I sit down, resting my elbow on the armrest, my back a little to him as I look overat the TV.
Am I really watching a movie with Zade Toussaint.?
Yes, yes I am.
This is insane.
I glance sideways, I can see his long muscular legs stretched out in front of him, see the bulge at the front of his pants before I quickly look at the screen again as the woman’s alarm goes off and she gets out of bed, late for work.
I pull my shirt down, covering my thigh, but it’s not like there’s anything sexy to see here, anyway.
Soon I’m drawn into the movie and I cross my legs after grabbing a chocolatemuffin.
“Want one?”
I ask Zade. He turns his head toward me, and I realise he can’t see through his left eye.
“No,”
he says as he leans forward and picks up his coffee mug around the rim, my gaze snapping to the band of his boxers that peak out and I avert my gaze.
“How did… how did your eye get hurt?”
I ask quietly.
His jaw is taut as he stares ahead. “I don’t remember.”
That’s a lie. There’s no way a person would ever forget something like that.
“You don’t open up, do you?”
I say, sliding my legs to the ground, about to lean forward to grab my coffee mug when he places a hand on my bare thigh, stopping me. Sparks course through me and my heart races as his gaze flicks to the table and he reaches forward. Placing his now empty cup down and picking up mine, he holds it out to me.
“Thanks…”
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