Page 5 of Spook's Possession


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That earned her a scowl.

Samuel and Oliver laughed. I suspected they knew that statement was true.

Heather released him and stood, still brandishing the knife. “Get out of here.” She didn’t bother to wipe the rain from her face, watching as the three costumed cunts finally ran off, leaving us alone.

Slowly, her body turned as she stared up at me. “You okay?”

Now that I didn’t have to fight, I felt weak. My feet stumbled as I nodded, nearly collapsing from the sharp shooting pain in my head.

Wincing, I couldn’t help the stutter that followed. “S-sure.”

She didn’t react to my fumble. “Let’s get you cleaned up and dry. You’re bleeding all over the road.”

Looking down, I noticed the streaks of red down the t-shirt plastered to my skin and my soaked jeans. “Well, damn,” I muttered. “I think my b-boots are r-r-ruined.” Fuck. I hated getting my boots wet.

An amused smile teased her lips. “They’ll dry.” She wrapped a dainty hand around my bicep. “Come on, Country.”

Country. A nickname for a country boy.

Coming from her? Badass.

There was something downright addicting about this curvy, sassy girl. I didn’t care that she stepped in and saved me. Or that she bossed me or those douchebags around.

I fucking lost my heart to her the minute she picked up that knife and threatened those bullies, taking a stand in my defense.

No one, not a single soul in my life up to this point, ever stood up for me before today.

I’m in love.










Chapter 2

“So, Country, what broughtyou here to Tonopah?” I asked, leading him down the street toward my house. He wobbled, and I held his arm tighter, hoping he didn’t lose his balance.

He didn’t answer.

Hmmm. Maybe he didn’t want to talk about his family. That was fine. I changed the subject.

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