Run (Nola Zombies Book 1) by Gillian Zane Read Free Book Online Page B

over-the-counter drugs, even boxes of duct tape and random toiletries.

    I was just getting the first of these boxes to the back room when Blake came through the door. He looked calm, but Charlie was on alert, growling low at what he assumed was an intruder.

    “Charlie, fuss !” The growling stopped and his hackles went down a bit. “Stick your hand out to him,” I told Blake and he did as I told. Charlie sniffed his outstretched palm.

    “Charlie, Setzen .” The dog sat down and Blake ran his hand over the thick fur. Recognizing Blake as a friend, Charlie took one good lick of his outstretched hand and then went back to pacing.

    “You trained him in German?”

    “He is a German Shepard.”  

    “Woman, you amaze me.”

    “You ain’t so bad yourself. Now come on, and help me with all this shit loaded.” I had moved out a lot of the boxes, but there was still a lot to be carried to the back. I led him down the hallway to my storage area.

    He whistled when he saw the 3rd bedroom. “You weren’t lying about the preps.”

    “A girl’s gotta be prepared.”  

    “That you are.” He peered at some of the items stacked on the shelves. He was in my communications area and I was pretty proud of my solar, hand-cranked radio collection and walkie-talkies. Some of the radios even had a built-in cell phone charger. Not that I needed that.

    We managed to move most of the items to my kitchen, near the back door, which led to the yard, in under two hours. We didn’t want to put it in the truck until the last possible moment. All we needed was some asshole to come by and steal the truck with the supplies in it.  

    I packed a good amount of my working clothes in a duffel, along with all my toiletries, medicines, and sturdy footwear. We could leave now and make it back to the boat in record time. But, of course, I had other ideas. All thoughts of a quick retreat pushed aside as my libido kicked in as I took in Blake standing in my kitchen in that t-shirt.

    “My hot water heater is gas powered. I’m all dirty, I want a shower. You can join me.” I smiled, trying to be provocative.  

    “Is that an invitation?” He asked a sexy glint in his eye.

    “Well, my shower is rather small, but I could manage to wash your back, maybe. If you were to reciprocate.” He grabbed my arm and spun me around, his lips finding mine.  

    “Oh, I plan on reciprocating.”  

    “Good.” I began stripping out of my soiled clothes and I could feel my body getting ready as I took in the hunger in his eyes. He watched as I peeled off every layer. Patiently waiting as he devoured me with his eyes.  

    “Your turn.” I was breathless by the time I stood there bared to him. He did as told and I wondered if my eyes looked as predatory as his did.  

    When we both just stood there staring at each other, my heart pounding, I knew I was in trouble. This guy was in my head. He had penetrated all my defenses so quickly. That didn’t happen with me, I needed to know a guy inside and out before I committed, before I gave my heart. Blake was different, we were thrown together in an instant and now all these emotions were floating around, bouncing and trying to surface. Word like love and trust and need were trying to break free in my mind. I was in for a good brain fuck with old Blake here, he was going to break my heart, or in our current situation he was going to get eaten, die and I would be all sorts of fucked up because he was dead and I was alive.  

    Can I come back from something like that?  

    Honestly, I had no idea. I had never really loved anyone. I had thought I did, but it was fleeting and I was over him quickly. That couldn’t have been love, right? This wasn’t love either, not yet at least. But, it had the potential. Our relationship was going to be a trial by fire. We already trusted each other and we were going to have to rely on each other greatly. There was passion galore and we were now going to be with each