WeirdNights

WeirdNights Read Free Page A

Book: WeirdNights Read Free
Author: Rebecca Royce
Ads: Link
seconds
and, when she didn’t hear any noise, she banged again.
    A groan sounded in the room and a few seconds later the door
creaked open. “What?”
    Jonah stood in front of her, shirtless. She took a step
back. In her months in Chicago she’d never seen Jonah not fully clothed. Her
imagination hadn’t done him justice.
    Broad shouldered but still lean, his muscles were well
defined and his naked chest made her mouth go dry. Oh damn. Why did he have
to be so…perfect? Jonah might as well have been carved out of stone. Add
his high cheekbones, big brown eyes and sleep-tousled brown hair, and he
defined physical perfection.
    Her cheeks heated up. Somehow, she had to remember the
external yumminess cloaked a man who disdained her and constantly pointed out
her flaws.
    She dropped her eyes, intending to look away from his
half-nudity—his lower half remained covered by black pajama pants that had a
red stripe up the side—when her eyes caught a large bandage.
    “What happened?” She reached out to touch his skin above the
injury. Realizing what she’d done seconds after she did it, she snatched her
fingers back. His skin had been surprisingly soft.
    Jonah’s gaze tracked her movements and she sighed. One more
thing he could add to the list she felt he kept somewhere of all the things she
did wrong. Touching Jonah without permission while he stood nearly nude in
his doorway would now join falling on her face and tripping over
her bags .
    “I got stabbed.” He cleared his throat. “At the house you
were breaking into. Satan worshipers had a young woman tied to a table. Glad we
got her out, but I took a stab for the cause.”
    Mindy swallowed, digesting his words. He’d been stabbed? “My god, Jonah. Have you been to a doctor? You shouldn’t ignore that. It could
fester or something.”
    “I got stitched up by one last night. Coming up with
believable stories so they don’t call the cops is getting harder and harder. But
I think I convinced them I’m just a weirdo who cut himself cleaning his own
knife.”
    He turned and walked deeper into the room. Foy’s students
didn’t live in luxury, despite the size of the house. Jonah’s digs weren’t much
more than a dorm room and even Mindy, who didn’t have much, lived in an
apartment bigger than this. Did he ever feel stifled?
    “What can I do for you so early in the morning?”
    “It’s nine.” She looked at her watch to make sure she hadn’t
screwed up her timing. “Hardly dawn.”
    “It’s too early for me when I’m out running around all night
fighting evil.” He yawned. “Did you sleep at all? Your eyes are all red.”
    “Thanks for pointing that out.” She rubbed her eyes. White
hair, red eyes. Maybe she’d become a demon herself.
    “Just worried about you, sweetheart.”
    Those stupid nicknames . She gritted her teeth. “I’m
fine. I came because you’re wrong.”
    He leaned back on his bed wincing and touching his side. She
knew firsthand how much a wound could hurt when it first attempted to heal. Her
face still hurt on occasion and six months passed since the hellhound confused
her with a chew toy.
    “I’m wrong on what subject? Or just wrong in general?” The
tightness of his voice told her how much he ached.
    She sighed before opening her purse and picking up the
aspirin on top of it. Mindy poured two into her hand and brought them to him. “Take
these.”
    “I don’t like medicine. I have to basically be dead to take
that stuff.”
    “Let me ask you something.” She sat on the edge of his bed. “Do
you want to be holed up in here for weeks? Or would you rather take two
aspirin, diminish some of your pain and let your body heal so you can get back
to whatever it is you do all day?”
    Truthfully, Mindy knew exactly what Jonah did with his time.
She couldn’t let him know it—he’d think her a stalker, which might be a
legitimate guess at this point. Jonah spent his days either teaching with Foy
or working as a waiter at a

Similar Books

The Damsel in This Dress

Marianne Stillings

B003J5UJ4U EBOK

David Lubar

The Unplowed Sky

Jeanne Williams

A Man Like No Other

Aliyah Burke