Page 171 of Trick or Stalk

I swallow hard as my imagination takes over.

The feel of his big body pressing me into the mattress. All those hard muscles against my curves.

A shiver rolls through me.

His smirk deepens.

Shit. He knows he’s affecting me.

“Which did you like better? The one where he chased her through the woods, then fucked her against a tree? Or the one where he broke into her house, chased her to her bedroom, and tied her up?”

Oh my fucking God.

The flush starts up my neck and hits my hairline. I’m not a prude, but Margaret is around here somewhere.

“Um... why choose?”

He chuckles, so close to me that his warm breath hits my face. “Good answer.”

Footsteps come from behind me.

Hades straightens and raps the counter with his knuckles. “Think of another book rec. I’ll get it from you later.”

My mouth is too dry to say anything else.

He taps his phone and heads for the door. “Call or text if you need me.”

Margaret stops beside me and looks back and forth between us.

I hold up my hand. “Don’t.”

“Call or text, huh?”

“Margaret.”

“Hell, I’d accidentally set stuff on fire and call him.”

Penny barks and runs in a circle.

“Oh my God!” I burst out laughing.

“Hey. I’m old. Not dead.” She winks and sets a pile of books on the counter. “Penny agrees with me.”

“You two.” I shake my head.

“Just don’t burn any books.”

I gasp, my hand on my chest. “The horror.”

She winks. “That’s what I thought. Just... set the bush by the square on fire instead.”

I groan. “Margaret.”

She waves and keeps moving.

I grab the pile of books and begin shelving them.

As I put the stacks of new releases on the table by the front door, I can’t help but smile.