Page 9 of Blood Chased


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Once the puddle was gone and the rag was in the sink, he leaned against the door frame. “See ya tomorrow, Valentine.”

He didn’t wait for her answer. He skipped down the steps, got in his truck, and drove away. He didn’t stop driving until he got to Reece’s place.

FIVE

VALENTINE

Valentine watched the sheriff drive away in his truck, but she couldn’t move to close the door. She was too shocked. Part of it was because he’d cleaned up the mess he made.

But the most important reason she stood there in shock was because of the kiss itself.

Nero had been right.

Shehadkissed him back.

It was the kind of kiss you saw in movies or read about in books. It wasn’t the kind of kiss you had with a stranger.

It was the kiss of long-time lovers and passionate ones at that.

Val wanted to call Lilliane and tell her all about it. That’s when she remembered she couldn’t call her sister. Lil wouldn’t pick up anyway.

There was always Celestine. Her older sister would probably understand what it was like to kiss a wolf shifter, but Ceecee had her own life now. She was an alpha mate with a whole town who looked to her for counsel and advice.

Valentine had never been so alone … orfeltso alone … in her whole life. True, she was choosing to isolate herself in the cabin, but she was still waiting for that idea to pop into her head to fix everything. To bring Lil back.

She didn’t have time to think of the sheriff and his kiss.

* * *

Valentine was upand out of bed as soon as the sun started to rise. She hadn’t been able to get a single moment of sleep, and she only had one person to blame for her sleeplessness.

Sheriff Nero Greenlee.

And his mouth. And his taste in ice cream. And his muscular arms. And his sexy brown eyes.

She poured herself the biggest cup of coffee she could find and sat on her rocking chair, looking at the sun rise over the line of trees. It was peaceful and beautiful. The kind of morning that made her really happy her Half-Blood life didn’t make her burst into flames in the sun.

Sure, direct sunlight didn’t feel great, but at least she could enjoy these quiet mornings. She turned her face toward the sun and basked in the warm glow.

The sound of crunching tires on gravel made her pop her eyes open. She frowned and blinked against the glare. It was too early for Celestine’s visit.

The truck parked beside her car, and she swore a blue streak.

It wasn’t her sister.

Nero leaped out of his truck with all the grace of a canine predator. He wasn’t wearing his sheriff’s uniform, but she wished he was. It would have been easier on her libido if he was.

His jeans were too well-fitting to be fair, and his Henley tee should’ve been downright illegal.

And that mouth!

It was curled into a silly smile she wanted to smack … better that than to kiss it again.

“What areyoudoing here?” she called out. “Didn’t I chase you away yesterday?”

“Nope,” he called out.

“Don’t come any closer,” she ordered with all the authority she could muster. “I will snack on your blood.”

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