Page 57 of Knot What I Expected

Her body stiffens.

There. That reaction.

“I don't know what you're talking about.”

“Bullshit.”

Her scent changes.

Just slightly.

But Monster catches it.

So do I.

“You’re hiding something.”

Fear flashes across her face.

Fuck.

I instantly regret making her feel that way.

I never want her afraid. And I really don’t ever want her afraid of me.

I lower my voice.

“I’m not asking what you are.”

Her breath catches.

There it is.

Confirmation.

She’s not human.

Not completely.

“I don't know what you mean,” she whispers.

“Fine. Lie to me. But someday you’ll tell me. I can help, Honey Girl. If you let me, I can help.”

Her eyes search mine.

“Y-you’re wrong.”

I force my hands to stay at my sides.

“You don't want to tell me now, you don't tell me. That's your business.”

“Then why are we out here?”

“Because you're killing yourself working two fucking jobs.”

Her temper comes roaring back.

Thank fuck.