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Milla. “Show me what you want brought in and I’ll carry it up for you.”
Jonas followed them back down to the first floor and made his way to the kitchen. He hoped he had something in the fridge to fix for dinner. Otherwise he was making a grocery run before the store closed for the night.
Opening the refrigerator door, Jonas glanced into the large, but almost empty, interior and sighed. “Great. It looks like I have something to fix, after all.” Warmed over pot roast might not be the best dinner in the world, but considering it was a meal he’d purchased from Sarah at the diner, he knew it was something good enough for his mate.
He’d just set the food on the counter and started to uncover it when someone banged on the kitchen door. Looking up, he saw Merrick there with three of his deputies. Immediately he thought back to Perry and that punch he gave him and groaned. The man had sworn out a warrant for his arrest after all.
Striding to the door, he pulled it open and turned back to the food on the counter. “So, gentlemen, what fresh hell have you brought me?”
“We need to talk to you about that asshole Perry.”
“What about him? He didn’t look like anything we couldn’t handle.”
“Apparently, he’s been using your mate to blackmail humans, somehow. We’re not sure how, yet. We’ll let you know when we figure that out. We just want to warn you that you’re going to have your hands full keeping him from her.”
“Don’t worry about that, gentlemen. Taking care of that asshole will be my pleasure.
Chapter Thirteen
Milla woke the next morning, resigned to the fact that she couldn’t stay here. As much as she liked the idea of staying in Paradise and making a life for herself, she knew it was nothing more than a dream. Her life wasn’t a dream. It was more of a nightmare, much like the one she’d had last night.
Tossing the covers back, she got out of bed and headed for the shower. Though she’d bathed the night before, she felt used and dirty. She usually did after Perry invaded her dreams. She didn’t know what it was about the man, but he seemed to sneak inside her dreams every time he was near. Milla was certain it was her subconscious mind telling her that she’d never be free of the overbearing jerk.
“Why? Why can’t he just let me go?” Why was having her so important to him? It wasn’t as though he loved her. He could care less about her, just so long as he kept her near and traveling with him.
Reaching out, she adjusted the water to hot and stepped beneath the spray. Maybe the near scalding water would drive the man from her brain. She stood beneath the spray, letting the water wash the oily, violated feeling from her skin. Resting her hands against the wall of the shower, Milla bowed her head and cried.
Why did he seem to find his way into her dreams over and over again? She knew it was a dream from which she couldn’t wake, yet she couldn’t banish him from her mind. Almost every night he’d managed to find his way inside her head while she slept. That was one of the main reasons she’d left. For some reason, he didn’t plague her mind when miles separated them. It was one of the reasons she kept running.
The man was a freaking menace! It was just too bad that she hadn’t figured that out before she slept with him. She might have saved herself some heartache. Then again, maybe not. She’d started dreaming of him before she’d become his lover. The dreams were one of the reasons she’d thought him the one for her—for a short time, anyway.
It was just too bad she didn’t see through him before she slept with him. She might have saved herself a boatload of heartache if she had.
After thoroughly scrubbing every inch of her body, Milla turned off the water and stepped out onto the thick, lavender rug. She loved this house with its beautiful wood floors and this bathroom with its ivy-trimmed walls and lavender accents.
Wood and chrome towel
Jonas followed them back down to the first floor and made his way to the kitchen. He hoped he had something in the fridge to fix for dinner. Otherwise he was making a grocery run before the store closed for the night.
Opening the refrigerator door, Jonas glanced into the large, but almost empty, interior and sighed. “Great. It looks like I have something to fix, after all.” Warmed over pot roast might not be the best dinner in the world, but considering it was a meal he’d purchased from Sarah at the diner, he knew it was something good enough for his mate.
He’d just set the food on the counter and started to uncover it when someone banged on the kitchen door. Looking up, he saw Merrick there with three of his deputies. Immediately he thought back to Perry and that punch he gave him and groaned. The man had sworn out a warrant for his arrest after all.
Striding to the door, he pulled it open and turned back to the food on the counter. “So, gentlemen, what fresh hell have you brought me?”
“We need to talk to you about that asshole Perry.”
“What about him? He didn’t look like anything we couldn’t handle.”
“Apparently, he’s been using your mate to blackmail humans, somehow. We’re not sure how, yet. We’ll let you know when we figure that out. We just want to warn you that you’re going to have your hands full keeping him from her.”
“Don’t worry about that, gentlemen. Taking care of that asshole will be my pleasure.
Chapter Thirteen
Milla woke the next morning, resigned to the fact that she couldn’t stay here. As much as she liked the idea of staying in Paradise and making a life for herself, she knew it was nothing more than a dream. Her life wasn’t a dream. It was more of a nightmare, much like the one she’d had last night.
Tossing the covers back, she got out of bed and headed for the shower. Though she’d bathed the night before, she felt used and dirty. She usually did after Perry invaded her dreams. She didn’t know what it was about the man, but he seemed to sneak inside her dreams every time he was near. Milla was certain it was her subconscious mind telling her that she’d never be free of the overbearing jerk.
“Why? Why can’t he just let me go?” Why was having her so important to him? It wasn’t as though he loved her. He could care less about her, just so long as he kept her near and traveling with him.
Reaching out, she adjusted the water to hot and stepped beneath the spray. Maybe the near scalding water would drive the man from her brain. She stood beneath the spray, letting the water wash the oily, violated feeling from her skin. Resting her hands against the wall of the shower, Milla bowed her head and cried.
Why did he seem to find his way into her dreams over and over again? She knew it was a dream from which she couldn’t wake, yet she couldn’t banish him from her mind. Almost every night he’d managed to find his way inside her head while she slept. That was one of the main reasons she’d left. For some reason, he didn’t plague her mind when miles separated them. It was one of the reasons she kept running.
The man was a freaking menace! It was just too bad that she hadn’t figured that out before she slept with him. She might have saved herself some heartache. Then again, maybe not. She’d started dreaming of him before she’d become his lover. The dreams were one of the reasons she’d thought him the one for her—for a short time, anyway.
It was just too bad she didn’t see through him before she slept with him. She might have saved herself a boatload of heartache if she had.
After thoroughly scrubbing every inch of her body, Milla turned off the water and stepped out onto the thick, lavender rug. She loved this house with its beautiful wood floors and this bathroom with its ivy-trimmed walls and lavender accents.
Wood and chrome towel
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