Beg Me to Slay by Unknown Read Free Book Online Page A

the main room.
    “We’re not done here.”
    He turned toward her again, his hair falling over the side of his face. No way in the world that man would be a bad kisser. Kissing him was out of the question .
    “It doesn’t matter if it’s free or not. I’m not taking you to the party.”
    “That demon out front didn’t convince you of the danger you’re in?” He shook his head, pacing her small studio. “You can’t go anywhere alone until we find the—”
    “I get it. There’s danger. But you still can’t come.” She went to her dresser, pulling clean clothes and underwear from her drawer. She could feel his stare. Sighing, she turned to face him. “It makes me feel pathetic, okay? Are you happy now?”
    “Pathetic?” Confusion lined his features. “How so?”
    “I’m through talking about this.” Tegan gripped her clothes tighter, unwilling to let him any closer. “You’re not my shrink.”
    “Not my fault you’re not making any sense.”
    “Not making sense?” She was getting dangerously close to yelling, but she couldn’t help it. “Nothing about this makes any sense! Hello? I helped you kill a demon this morning.” Now her hands joined in the conversation, her bra and underwear waving around as she spoke. “Yesterday I thought I was hiring some ghost-hunting geezer to help me track down an asshole who attacked me and is apparently still preying on women, but somehow I ended up with a young, good-looking guy sharing my shower. Then you go from being nice and funny to bossing me around and not listening to me. And instead of thanking me for helping you kill a demon you turn into a total ass. But I’m the one not making sense?”
    The corner of his mouth quirked up just a little. “You think I’m good-looking?”
    “Give me a break!” She hustled for the bathroom, calling out, “You’re not coming with me tonight.” She slammed the door and pressed her back against it, closing her eyes.
    I’m definitely never kissing that man.
    …
    Gabe looked like a fish out of water on the beach wearing his long black trench coat, but he didn’t seem to care. He showed her the weapons stashed in the garment’s inner pockets, and after the experience in her parking lot, she understood his desire to be armed at all times.
    She shaded her eyes and looked up toward the sun for the webcam. Once she pointed it out, they walked the beach in the area that would’ve been in the webcam’s line of sight. The police had been right about no sign of disturbed earth. This was a beach. The tide would wash away any evidence of a new grave. The demon wasn’t stupid.
    Tegan sighed inwardly, but she appreciated Gabe’s careful inspection of the area. At least he tried.
    He walked toward her and glanced around to be sure they were alone. Shaking his head, he kept focused on the waves. “It’s too late. The bodies only need to incubate for a few hours. She probably dug out of the sand just before sunrise yesterday.”
    Tegan cringed. “She’s alive?”
    “No. She’s a demon now. It’s just wearing her body like a costume.”
    “Jesus…” A cold chill ran through Tegan. That could have been her. Her legs wobbled, rubbery. “I need to sit down.”
    He pointed out a concrete bench along the boardwalk. “How about that one?”
    His large hand rested at the base of her back, guiding her toward their destination, teasing her with his support. It was a tender caress with an undercurrent of strength, as though he was ready to sweep her up into his arms at the first sign of her legs giving out.
    Tegan made it to the bench without assistance and rested her elbows on her legs, pulling in a slow, deep breath. The waves frothed up the shoreline, but all she could see was the horror of a woman clawing her way out from under the sand.
    “I could’ve been a demon suit.”
    Gabe shrugged. “But you’re not. You’re a survivor, and you’ll get through this too.”
    “How does it work when he turns them into