Phantom (Endlessly Book 3) by C.V. Hunt Read Free Book Online Page B

dark skin.
    Lex looked me up and down before she spoke: “Think you can eat twice in one night? We didn’t let Abby feed from the body.”
    I followed her eyes and realized I was in my underwear. I was too tired to care and closed my eyes, almost falling asleep. I jerked my head up and my eyes opened.
    “Can it fucking wait till morning? I’m exhausted from running. Why does it matter that Abby didn’t feed from the body?” I grabbed the doorframe above my head to keep me from swaying on my feet. I yawned and stretched.
    “Because it might create another link if you cleaned up after the girl. She does have Ash’s telepathy,” Lex said, as she stepped closer to me.
    I let go of the door and stumbled back. She came in and shut the door behind her. I blinked , trying to clear sleep from my brain.
    She advanced on me again as I looked at her , dumbstruck. What was she doing? We were almost eye-to-eye. She ran her hands down my stomach and hooked her fingers on the waistband of my boxers. My mind cleared as it dawned on me what she wanted.
    “Maybe I can help wake you up,” she whispered.
     
    The first thing I realized when I woke up was that I was naked. I sat up and felt around in the dim red light of the alarm clock, which read after two. I wasn’t sure if that was middle-of- the-night or afternoon. I listened to the sounds from the game room and imagined it was the afternoon. Then it dawned on me why I was naked.
    “Alexius?” I managed in a raspy voice.
    No answer, I was alone. She’d already left. Shit. I thought about what Sarah had said. Was I causing Lex emotional damage with these one-night stands? If I was, this wasn’t the way I had planned on talking to her about it.
    Great way to bring it up — fuck her, then ask her, ‘B y the way, you’re still cool with me just using you for sex, right?’ I would have hell to pay if she wasn’t cool with it. I flipped on the bedside lamp and looked around the white room. I tried to let my tired eyes adjust by staring at the black furniture. I ran my hand through my hair and rolled out of bed.
    I dragged out my morning routine in the apartment. I was stalling, trying to figure out a way to talk to Lex before I saw her. I listened to Ash’s emotions. She seemed in a decent mood. I think she was as about as happy as she was going to get — given the circumstances. I was hoping she wouldn’t fall into even more emotional pain now that she was here.
    I couldn’t stay in the apartment all day. I stepped out in the hallway and listened carefully. The girls were at the pool. I looked down the hallway. Josh played video games by himself. I went that way, knowing I wouldn’t have to talk about anything stupid with him. We could just play video games without any of that girly shit.
    When I got to the game room I found Hania at a table with a laptop. It was just the two guys. Good. But when Hania looked up from his typing, I knew I wasn’t goin g to get away clean. He eyed me and I knew he knew about the tattooed girl. I avoided looking at him.
    I sat beside Josh on the sofa as he finished his game. I waited for him to tell me when to jump in.
    “Jason,” Hania beckoned in his old fragile voice. He motioned for me to join him at the table. Shit, this is why I avoided the girls. I might as well start punching myself in the balls now. I sat beside him and his eyes lit up. He extended his hand. Once he laid his palm against mine he would be able to see my thoughts. It was similar to Ash, but she only saw what you were thinking or could remember. A born knowing would see every thought I’d ever had. I hadn’t let one of the born knowing in since Jessica had died. She was the redheaded witch who’d worked with Verloren and me at the store in Indiana.
    I looked at Hania’s old, knobby hand, debating whether to touch it. If I didn’t he would probably cast a spell on me anyway and make me do it. I laid my palm down onto his and watched his face. A look of