Batch (Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance) (Desired by a Dragon Book 2) by Terra Wolf, Hailey Storm Read Free Book Online Page B

Instead, I allowed her to pull me into the mix of people. She stopped in the middle of the crowd and began to sway her hips to the beat of the song. It was one I hadn’t heard before, but then again, music wasn’t my thing either. I preferred silence. Music was a distraction, and while I’d been tracking Vanessa, distractions weren’t welcomed. Distractions would get someone killed.
    Tonight, however, a distraction might be exactly what I needed.
    Becky grabbed my arms, lifted them into the air, and then released them. They dropped to my sides and she laughed. “Loosen up! Have some fun. You look like you could use some!”
    A chuckle rumbled through me as she grabbed my hand and began to twirl herself. My eyes scanned the crowd around us, searching to see who was watching while I made an idiot of myself. My gaze landed on a dark-haired guy at a table in the corner. He was drinking from a tall glass as his intense gaze scanned the faces of those around him. Disgust hardened his features and the muscles in his neck twitched and stiffened. It didn’t take me long to figure out why—he was a hunter surrounded by shifters.

Seven

Scarlet
    I pulled up in front of Dylan’s apartment building and sat inside my car with the engine still running. It wasn’t that telling someone I wasn’t interested in them anymore was all new territory for me, it was that I hated seeing hurt in someone’s eyes because of me. Dylan was a sweet guy. He had a lot going for him. He just wasn’t for me, which was something I knew after sleeping with him the other night. The problem was: I knew he didn’t feel the same.
    My eyes flashed to my cell sitting in the cup holder and I moved to scoop it up. I found the last text he’d sent me and reread it. Yeah, he totally thought the chemistry was there. I didn’t. Ending things with him would not go over well, but I couldn’t lead him on. Especially not after what happened between Batch and me earlier.
    Lightning flashed and the rain started to pick up. If I didn’t get out of my car now I’d be dealing with a torrential downpour as I ran to his apartment. I cut the engine and grabbed the cherry-red umbrella I kept in the side door.
    Even though I had coverage, I still ran until I reached the covered breezeway of Dylan’s building. I shook out my umbrella and shifted through the list of things I had planned to say to him. My heels clicked loudly against the concrete, echoing through the breezeway as I made my way to the stairs leading toward his apartment. His lights were on and music sounded from inside. I tried to remember what he had planned for the two of us tonight, but couldn’t. We’d only been out less than a handful of times, and there hadn’t been anything fantastic about any of the dates. They were all standard. Meet up at a club and hang out to dance. Meet at a restaurant for dinner. He wasn’t old enough to drink, so there wasn’t much we could do. In fact, the tequila we had the other night I’d bought for us.
    I stood outside his door, listening. There weren’t any other voices, so that ruled out him having a group of friends over to introduce me to. This made me nervous because it meant he had either prepared dinner for us himself or had already gathered take-out so we could stay in for an intimate night. Before I decided ending things with him in person wasn’t the best idea and rushed to my car to send him a text or something just as lame, I reached out and knocked on the door. Dylan answered seconds later, as though he’d been standing at the door waiting. The sight of his collared shirt and baby smooth face had my stomach twisting in knots.
    I’d broken my three date rule with him and now I was going to regret it.
    Three dates. It was all I needed to know whether a guy was worth my time. If I was still insanely attracted to him after three dates, then we slept together to see if I could feel even a fraction of the spark I’d felt with Batch.
    I never did.
    I