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Authors: H. P. Mallory
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Trey asked to take Blue to a party that Elsie was hosting for her new canine students; so I found myself alone, which was just as well. My only other option was to play Bingo with the rest of the base and that thought made me want to go back to bed.
"Nice to see you too," Knight grumbled down at me. There was a small glint in his eye, like he was more than happy to see me. I felt something rising inside me—something that felt happy as well, but I quashed it down. Instead, I kept reminding myself that things between Knight and me weren't resolved yet, and until they were, I wasn't about to sweep the past events under the proverbial rug.
I found him unloading wooden crates of what looked like maple syrup into a makeshift storage facility that was maybe six feet tall and four feet wide. The storage facility was located at the far west of the base, off a one-lane dirt road and under the canopy of an oak tree grove. The only reason I ’d actually been able to find him was because I'd decided to take a run around the perimeter of the base and happened to spot the Denali, which wasn't very well hidden on the side of the road. Even so, it wasn't like he was out in the open. Nope, whatever was in the crates had to be something top secret, which was why he was busily unloading it under cover of darkness. Only the moon’s light illuminated his way.
I shivered, despite having just run over a mile, but my current getup of sports bra and stretch pants didn’t place me on the list of best dressed. "I'm sorry if I seem a little pissy at the moment, but no one knows what the hell is going on around here and it’s getting old really fast," I barked back.
Knight took me in from head to toe and smiled warmly as he leaned against the Denali, apparently not averse to taking a break from his unloading. "Everyone is taken care of," he said absentmindedly, devouring my body with his eyes again. "You don't have anything to worry about."
"Yeah, except for the intention of declaring war on the Netherworld in order to excommunicate ourselves."
He raised both brows, obviously surprised. "Where did you hear that?"
I frowned. "That's what everyone seems to think is going on. As I mentioned before, no one really knows just what the hell is going on."
He nodded and expelled a pent-up breath of air before hoisting another crate into his arms, and depositing it into the large storage facility at the right of us. "You're welcome for retrieving your clothes, by the way."
I swallowed down an acid reply, but couldn’t conceal my surprise. "You went to my apartment and brought my clothes back?"
He placed the crate down and dusted his hands together, offering me a boyish smile. His hair was mussed and a few pitch-black strands obscured his left eye, giving him a rakish, sexy look. "I did."
"I thought there was a reason I wasn't allowed back there, and I assume the same reason applies to you too?"
He leaned against the Denali and wrapped his beefy arms around himself, just studying me for a few seconds. "It does."
"Then it was pure stupidity for you to do that," I said pointedly. I didn’t appreciate the wicked gleam in his eye, much less how gorgeous he was. It just wasn't fair.
"You're welcome," he said, his smile still in place as he locked the door to the storage facility and started for the front of the Denali. Opening his door, he turned to face me. " You getting in? Or do you plan to freeze out here all night?"
I frowned, realizing I'd have to take him up on his offer if I wanted to get any of my questions answered. I started forward and watched him seat himself. He closed his door and reached across to open mine. I hefted myself into the passenger seat as he turned the engine on and put the car in drive. The inside of the Denali smelled like him—crisp, clean aftershave combined with spiciness and ... Knight.
"So are you going to answer my questions or what?" I started, folding my arms across my chest and frowning at him. I watched him
"Nice to see you too," Knight grumbled down at me. There was a small glint in his eye, like he was more than happy to see me. I felt something rising inside me—something that felt happy as well, but I quashed it down. Instead, I kept reminding myself that things between Knight and me weren't resolved yet, and until they were, I wasn't about to sweep the past events under the proverbial rug.
I found him unloading wooden crates of what looked like maple syrup into a makeshift storage facility that was maybe six feet tall and four feet wide. The storage facility was located at the far west of the base, off a one-lane dirt road and under the canopy of an oak tree grove. The only reason I ’d actually been able to find him was because I'd decided to take a run around the perimeter of the base and happened to spot the Denali, which wasn't very well hidden on the side of the road. Even so, it wasn't like he was out in the open. Nope, whatever was in the crates had to be something top secret, which was why he was busily unloading it under cover of darkness. Only the moon’s light illuminated his way.
I shivered, despite having just run over a mile, but my current getup of sports bra and stretch pants didn’t place me on the list of best dressed. "I'm sorry if I seem a little pissy at the moment, but no one knows what the hell is going on around here and it’s getting old really fast," I barked back.
Knight took me in from head to toe and smiled warmly as he leaned against the Denali, apparently not averse to taking a break from his unloading. "Everyone is taken care of," he said absentmindedly, devouring my body with his eyes again. "You don't have anything to worry about."
"Yeah, except for the intention of declaring war on the Netherworld in order to excommunicate ourselves."
He raised both brows, obviously surprised. "Where did you hear that?"
I frowned. "That's what everyone seems to think is going on. As I mentioned before, no one really knows just what the hell is going on."
He nodded and expelled a pent-up breath of air before hoisting another crate into his arms, and depositing it into the large storage facility at the right of us. "You're welcome for retrieving your clothes, by the way."
I swallowed down an acid reply, but couldn’t conceal my surprise. "You went to my apartment and brought my clothes back?"
He placed the crate down and dusted his hands together, offering me a boyish smile. His hair was mussed and a few pitch-black strands obscured his left eye, giving him a rakish, sexy look. "I did."
"I thought there was a reason I wasn't allowed back there, and I assume the same reason applies to you too?"
He leaned against the Denali and wrapped his beefy arms around himself, just studying me for a few seconds. "It does."
"Then it was pure stupidity for you to do that," I said pointedly. I didn’t appreciate the wicked gleam in his eye, much less how gorgeous he was. It just wasn't fair.
"You're welcome," he said, his smile still in place as he locked the door to the storage facility and started for the front of the Denali. Opening his door, he turned to face me. " You getting in? Or do you plan to freeze out here all night?"
I frowned, realizing I'd have to take him up on his offer if I wanted to get any of my questions answered. I started forward and watched him seat himself. He closed his door and reached across to open mine. I hefted myself into the passenger seat as he turned the engine on and put the car in drive. The inside of the Denali smelled like him—crisp, clean aftershave combined with spiciness and ... Knight.
"So are you going to answer my questions or what?" I started, folding my arms across my chest and frowning at him. I watched him
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