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Everything stilled.
All the rage and hatred and fear burning inside me froze.
A knife was in my hand in an instant, and I was listening for any sounds that shouldn’t be there. But all I could hear was my own heart and the rain.
The rain. My window was open, and it was fucking raining.
I let out a frustrated breath and closed the knife as I walked over to shut the window. My movements slowed when I glanced down at the carpet and saw small, wet footprints leading away from the window.
I strained to hear anything as I slid the window down, but there was no indication that anyone was still in the room until something sharp pressed against my spine.
Despite my previous anger and the monster that flickered to life inside me, respect for this girl forced a corner of my mouth up.
She was so damn quiet.
“We’ve got to stop meeting like this, Nightshade.”
I glanced over my shoulder and bit back a curse when I saw her.
Dark hair soaked from the rain, dripping onto the carpet. Thin shirt plastered to her body. Her chest rising and falling heavily, emphasizing her full breasts.
She was every man’s fantasy mixed with danger and chaos.
And she knew it. Used it.
I hated her for it.
For what she was and for still inciting a reaction in me. For intriguing me and making me want her when I’d spent my life focused on one other girl.
“Then again, I’m starting to think you want to since you took this.” She dug the knife harder into my back, her tone breathless and seductive.
I let my body fall toward the window when I felt her lean into me again, spinning away at the last second so she stumbled into the window and I was now behind her.
I grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand behind her back, higher and higher until she cried out and released her hold on the knife.
“Thought I’d hold on to it until I got my wallet back,” I growled into her ear. “Figured if I found what was mine, you’d know where to find what was yours.”
Her near-black eyes found mine. Chaos and laughter and something destructive swirled deep within them. The makeup around them was smeared from the rain, and fuck me if it didn’t make her sexier.
“You got your knife. Why are you still here?” Tossing the knife toward my bed, I pressed her firmly against the glass and spoke in a low tone. “You have three seconds.”
Her full lips curled into a sneer.
“Two.”
“I’m looking for something.” Anger filled her confession. Fear replaced the hint of teasing laughter usually present in her words.
My heart rate slowed, but I fought that consuming darkness. “Wrong answer.”
“It’s the truth.”
“How long have you been watching us?”
“I already told you,” she said through clenched teeth.
“How long has Mickey had you watching us?”
She jerked against me, her face tightening with disgust. “Unlike some assassins in the room, I wouldn’t do a thing for that sick fuck if my life depended on it.”
