Chapter 10
Nix laid on her side facing Corey’s sleeping form. This may have been a mistake, but she couldn’t find it in herself to regret it. She reached out to caress his face with her fingers. It had been even better than their first time months ago. This time it wasn’t clouded with alcohol. The problem was, there would be no pretending this hadn’t happened.
“How the hell could I forget that?” Corey rumbled right before he opened his eyes to look at her.
She would have asked him what he was talking about, but the knowing, almost accusing look he gave her made it clear what he referred to. Nix tried to roll away but he caught her and moved to lay on top of her to keep her in place. He glared down at her with those sharp intense eyes.
“You didn’t say anything, all these months. Why?”
“What should I have said? Hey there, Corey, we shared sex months ago, but you’ve clearly chosen to forget it. Would you have even believed me?”
He glanced away for a moment before looking back at her. “I might have thought you were pulling something over on me at first, but the dreams I’ve been having would have convinced me otherwise.”
“What dreams?”
“I would dream of making love to a woman. At first I couldn’t see the woman’s face, but then the face of the woman changed to yours.”
Some of Corey’s frustration faded as he leaned down and nuzzled her neck while his hands cupped her breasts, squeezing and kneading them. She moaned, opening her thighs, letting him wedge between them. It felt so good, he fit her perfectly. Suddenly, though, his hands stilled as he stopped to stare down into her eyes, all serious.
“I think the Drastan drinks I had that night were much stronger than anything I had ever had before. I woke up the next day and couldn’t remember anything. It took a while, but bits and pieces came back to me through my dreams.”
She didn’t say anything, just looked up into the face of the man she had liked him immediately and that like grew stronger. Corey was strong and sweet, smart and funny, and the best lover she ever had. It wasn’t just physical, though; he seemed to accept her just the way she was without demanding she change or be more feminine to appease his ego. She really liked that about him. She held her breath at the realization. He wasn’t done talking about that night, though.
“It must have hurt you when I acted like nothing ever happened.”
She tried to blink away the sudden tears in her eyes at this acknowledgment. “It did hurt.”
“I’m sorry, baby,” he murmured as he bent forward to nuzzle her neck.
“It pissed me off, too,” she admitted.
Corey scraped his teeth over her collarbone, making her shiver with desire. “I bet you wanted to kick my ass.”
Half laughing, half groaning as his fingers tweaked her nipples, she struggled to answer him. “I did, I really did.”
“You don’t anymore?”
“No, I started to realize that you may have really drunk too much and I...oh, Corey.”
He replaced his fingers with his mouth. He sucked her nipple into his mouth. “I want to make it up to you. Let me.”
What was she supposed to say to that? Her mind went to all the delicious things he’d done to her earlier, things she wanted to repeat over and over. All she wanted was to forget the past and live in the here and now. Unfortunately, pounding on the door interrupted anything else that they would have done or said.
They both growled with frustration as they scrambled for their clothes. It was dangerous to be caught unawares...and naked. Their weapons were still on the table in the other room.
“We’re not done discussing things between us. Stay here and let me see who it is, and then we’ll finish our conversation,” Corey said, pulling his jeans on but not bothering with a shirt.
Nix shook her head, not wanting to bring up their past again. She was actually starting to feel grateful for the interruption. “I’ll go with you.”
“Without your hood on, they’ll definitely spot that you’re not human.”
She wanted to argue but he was right. They weren’t ready to reveal their presence yet. At the repeated knock on the door, she rushed to get something on, just in case. The first thing she grabbed was the shirt Corey had been wearing, which fell to her knees. Good enough. She went into the other room to grab her weapon. He raised an eyebrow at what she was wearing but she ignored him and moved to partially conceal herself at the bathroom doorway. She smiled, watching Corey grab his weapon and tuck it into his waistband behind his back. She was glad to see that he was prepared for anything.
Corey opened the door to the apartment slowly. Then he stepped back to allow someone to enter. She didn’t recognize the person because they had on some kind of long overcoat with a hood covering their head and most of their face. The figure was shorter and smaller in stature than Corey and the way the person walked, with small unsure steps, made her think it might be a female. Nix stayed where she was just in case this person turned out ot be dangerous. Corey didn’t say anything, just waited for this person to speak first.
“I heard that you were asking for information about anyone coming through here with injuries recently. Is that true?” the stranger asked, in a a voice that was definitely feminine.
“That’s right. What do you know?”
