Page 172 of Trick or Stalk

What book can I recommend for Hades?

Twilight hits Hollow Creek, dulling the vibrant maples. Shadows fall beneath them, darkening the town.

I look down at my phone, a smile spreading across my face as Hades stares up at me from my contacts. Something warm unfurls in my stomach.

Which is ridiculous.

It's a phone number. Not a marriage proposal.

It’s not even a date.

Just direct access to the terrifyingly attractive man I've known for approximately five minutes.

Progress.

And yet, as my eyes move to the window again, disappointment hits me that I don’t see a masked face.

Guilt slams into my chest.

I should be thinking about Hades, not a masked stranger.

And I am thinking about him.

Unfortunately, he's sharing space in my head with another man.

One whose actual face I've never seen.

I groan and drop my forehead onto the counter. “What the hell is wrong with me?”

I feel Penny by my ankles.

Lifting my forehead, I look down at her. “This is insane.”

Penny whines.

“I like Hades.”

Her tail thumps.

“But I think I'm developing some kind of psychologically concerning fascination with a masked man who's stalking me.”

She makes another whining noise, tail wagging faster.

“You're terrible at advice.”

I sigh.

Hades makes me feel safe.

The masked man should make me feel anything but.

Yet when I needed someone, I asked him to stay.

And he did.

Two men.

Two completely different feelings.