Page 59 of His to Haunt

“Drink some of this. You will feel worse at first but then much better.”

“It’s not cranberry juice, is it?”

He shakes his head at me, a tiny smile edging his mouth. That monstrously sexy mouth was all over me last night, and my body was in a dark heavenly trance while my mind reeled with terror.

“Just drink,” he says, putting the glass in my hand.

I start with the tiny sip, but then I get that feeling like this is exactly what my body needs for nourishment right now, and so I suck it down like water.

“Carbonated blood,” he says as I belch guiltily.

“I shouldn’t like it,” I say. “What the hell have you done to me?”

“Don’t worry. You are not a vampire, Leena. But that could certainly be arranged.”

I shudder at the dead serious look in his stormy eyes.

“You wouldn’t do that to Rachel.”

“No, Leena, I wouldn’t.”

“You loved her?”

“As a cousin, yes. I love you as something more.”

“No, it’s all a fantasy. I want the hell out of this house, this town. I want to go home.”

His eyebrows pinch as he climbs back in bed beside me. I scoot away from him toward the edge of the bed, cradling my legs under the blanket.

“I saw your mind, Leena. Home was no more a home than this place for you.”

“That isn’t true.”

“You felt isolated and bored. You wanted a change.”

“How the hell can you know that!”

He raises his hand to my arm, and I close my eyes at the feel of his touch. He tugs at me as he shifts closer. I know him too well now. He’s familiar in every way. His scent, taste, the lingering memory of his body inside my body, his mind inside my mind. I know him so well now that I crave him deep down, wanting more. Wanting closeness. Goddammit!

I lower my head, crying, and instantly he sits up, pulling me into him while he kisses me. “Mmm. I do love the taste of your tears, Leena. I want to give you pleasure and pain over and over, tasting your tears until you are mine forever.”

He peers dreamily into my eyes, and I stare back like a doe-eyed deer stunned by this dangerous flicker of light in the darkness.

“Stay with me, Leena. There is no going back from what we share. I have claimed you. You are bound to me.”

My heart is heavy as I pull away from him, climbing from the bed.

“This can’t be life. This can’t be it.”

I dress in silence as he watches me. He lets me leave his cottage, but I hear his voice rumbling again through my body and mind.

“Run if you want, my love. But Iwillfind you.”

Sneak Peek

Book #2 (Leena)

Burn, baby burn.

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