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 Zade


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    ‘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 exin.


    “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 his


    skin 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 exhration and excitement of the unknown of


    what 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.


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    “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, cing 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, muscr and damn fine.


    I quickly ce the cakes and snacks on the tray before picking it up and carrying it over to the


    sectional, cing 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 fromst night.


    “Shall I put a movie on?” I suggest loudly, too loudly. He cocks a brow as he nces at the couch


    before he drops onto it looking dangerously sexy.


    “Sure.”


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    “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–ncing 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 nce 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 ount, 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 ount details.” He remarks.


    “I never said you would.” I dere.


    “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 themter.


    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 before


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    delivering a menacing grin, one that is rimmed with deadly wolf teeth.


    All the better to eat me with.


    I nce 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 hees 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 nce 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.


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