Page 30 of Demon Shock

Sighing, I held Pete and started working on how I would word my apology without sounding like a deranged idiot.

Sorry for peeping at your pecker. I didn’t actually see much.

Nope.

I didn’t mean to look. My eyes slipped.

Funny, but no.

Sorry for watching you change. It’s been over a year since I had sex, and I was just making sure I still had a pulse.

I definitely had a pulse; I was just missing my brain at the moment.

Sorry I watched you change. I was so traumatized by seeing my first zombie that I needed something nice to look at.

Actually, that one wasn’t too bad.

CHAPTER TEN

GYRIK

Zach often saidthings that made little sense. He often found my confusion amusing, which was why I’d agreed to let him join us on the search for survivors. He never got angry and always explained things.

However, I was questioning my wisdom as I tried to understand what he was telling me.

“She wasn’t even blinking, Gyrik. Trust me when I say that’s a good thing. I think she’s starting to have the hots for you.”

That I understood—the thought Ava found me physically attractive—and he read the skepticism in my gaze. Holding me for warmth did not mean Ava had the hots for me. Unfortunately.

“I’m starting to feel a little offended here, Gyrik,” Zach said. “Have I ever lied to you?”

“No.”

“Then why would I lie about this? I’m telling you, she was definitely enjoying the view.” He handed me the pile of clothes he held. “Hurry and change so you can go talk to her. I think she’s still a little shaken up by the infected, so make sure you drive. Don’t worry about me. I’ll ride shotgun with Bram.”

I watched him jog back toward Bram’s truck and glanced at Ava.

She wasn’t studying me now. Her head was back on the seat, and her eyes were closed as if she were resting. But a small smile curved her lips. I liked her smile. She looked pretty without it but even prettier with it.

My cock twitched despite the cold temperatures and my numb toes.

Without looking away from Ava, I quickly dressed in grey sweatpants, a black t-shirt, and running shoes. Since clothes that fit me weren’t easy to find, I used snow to clean the worst of the blood off my dirty clothes then carried them back to the truck.

Ava didn’t open her eyes as I tossed them into the truck’s bed, but she did when I opened the driver’s side door.

The color in her cheeks darkened as she watched me get in.

“I can drive if you want to take a break,” she said.

“I’m not tired. Are you? You had your eyes closed.”

She shook her head, and the pink tint coloring her cheeks became more vibrant.

She was watching you, Gyrik. Like…really watching you as you took your pants off. I think she liked what she saw.

Zach was young and hadn’t yet experienced the hate and revulsion I had. I could understand why he would think Ava was interested in me if she’d watched me undress. Zach was used to this world already. Ava was not. She saw me removing the heads of the infected for the first time in her life. And witnessed the messy aftermath.

“Are you angry?” I asked.

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