The Great War (Surviving the Zombie Nightmare Book 5) Read Free Page B

Destiny was already awake and he did not like that at all.
    “Well, well, well, look who rejoined the land of the living.”
    Eric sat up and looked over to where the female voice had come from. Standing there was Destiny, in the flesh. She was wearing tight black pants and a white sports bra with no shoes and her hair down. It really was a pity she was such a painful enemy of his; she was stunningly beautiful. Eric smirked and said, “If you had a brunch with Satan you might not have woken up at all. Do me a favor. Next time you see me sleeping that long, just fucking kill me.”
    “I can’t do that Bayne,” Destiny said with a shrug, “God might get angry with me or something. You are the chosen one to get us through this right?”
    Eric stood up with a heavy sigh, “Yeah, something like that. Being the chosen warrior for the heavenly hosts right now just means getting zombies, demons and idiots thrown directly into my path and only being able to trust someone who has already cut one of my limbs off. Maybe you should try it.”
    Destiny turned around and grabbed a can of food randomly from the counter, “No thanks. I’d much rather be damned than take over the spot you’re in. By the way lover boy; there is something you ought to know. You should see the way you look at me; like you’d rather slice my head off than trust me for a second. Well, you aren't my first choice of roommate either.”
    Eric grabbed a can of food for himself; his was chili which was quite lucky for a safe house. He looked to Destiny, “That’s about right.” Seeing that the can she held was green peas Eric said, “Why the hell did you pick green peas instead of chili? I think this is the last can.”
    Destiny turned towards him and struck a sexy pose; running her finger down her chest and across her stomach, “You think keeping in this condition is easy? I can’t eat canned chili and still be sexy enough to distract someone like you on the battle field.”
    Eric glanced up, looking closely at the track her finger took across her body, “Pity,” he looked back down at the can, “I can eat anything I want and still make you want to jump my bones.”
    Destiny shook her head, “Oh my god.”
    “Eric works just fine,” he said smugly, “And don’t get any ideas about trying to sexually assault me either. I’m a pretty tough bastard. If you try to rape me, you might end up getting your ass kicked by me yet again.”
    “Honey,” Destiny said as she walked back into the other room, “I could have a thousand guys like you at the snap of my finger.”
    “Darling,” Eric said, “Since we are using pet names now, you might well have had a thousand of the best and toughest men on this planet. But you have never seen or had anyone that is anywhere near me.”
    “Mandy enjoyed it so much that she switched sides.”
    Eric didn’t even look at her, “If you want your ass kicked, just keep talking.”
    “If you think you can kick my ass, just walk right over here and I’ll cut off your other hand,” Destiny said proudly. “This time instead of turning it in to someone in a building somewhere, I’ll just shove it up your ass.”
    They sat there in silence for a few wonderful minutes and Eric began to wonder just if there was something to what the Michael Archangel guy said. After all, it would be difficult to deny that someone somewhere had taken care of him by setting up this place. Sure, they used a traitor in the making to find the spot but it was a great spot just the same. It had a stash of food, well water to drink and to clean off with. The demons had no way to find it if Mandy’s information could be believed. Suddenly he wondered something and regretfully had to break the beautiful silence to get an answer. Turning to Destiny he asked, “Does Organic Ascendancy know how to find this place? They say the demons have no way to find us here but does O.A.?”
    Destiny didn’t look up from her spot on the couch for a while.