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Maybe that’s why Cat was so unnerved. When you’ve grown used to living in a busy city, the lack of manmade noise can leave you feeling a little uneasy. That must be why I feel eyes on me right now.
“There is no one outside the window,” I whisper to myself. “Don’t let Cat’s insanity rub off on you.”
But even as I close my eyes and drift off to sleep, I can’t shake the feeling that someone is standing just outside. Watching.
Chapter Fourteen
Ezra
Ifeel so dressed down this morning, but riding a horse in khakis and a stiff dress shirt isn’t exactly comfortable. Then again, wearing jeans in eighty-degree weather won’t be fabulous either, but here we are.
I rap my knuckle against Kindra’s door, but she doesn’t answer. She’s going to kill me. The sun is hardly peeking over the horizon and I’m trying to drag her out of bed.
After a few minutes, I turn to leave, but the door whips open and Kindra stands in the doorway. Her palm grinds into her left eye as she tries to adjust to the sunshine. Black hair pokes in all directions from her head, and her cheeks are puffy from a terrible night’s sleep.
“Why the fuck are you here at...” She leans back and looks at a clock on the wall, but I don’t think she can read it. “The exact time doesn’t matter. It’s early as shit.”
“Horseback riding on the beach awaits, pet.”
“I’d rather die, thanks.”
“I promise it will be better than eating butt cheek by candlelight. Just give it a shot.” I hold my hand out to her, but she shakes her head. “Come on, Kindra. Let’s go have a bit of fun. We’re killers, and we came here to kill.”
“You already got a kill in,” she says through a yawn. “And if you don’t leave right now, I’m going to get a kill in. Which I should do anyway, after what happened last night.”
“I didn’t bring the fork to your pretty lips. Can’t you let it go?”
“Absolutely not. You didn’t feed it to me, but you didn’t stop me from eating it, either. And I don’t think anyone can truly ‘let go’ of becoming a cannibal against their will.”
“You aren’t a cannibal because you ate a person one time.”
“How many times makes you a cannibal, Ezra? Two? Four?”
“It has nothing to do with frequency and everything to do with desire. You didn’t enjoy it; therefore, you are not a cannibal.” I spare a glance at my watch. If she doesn’t dress soon, we’ll miss the ride altogether.
I push my way inside her villa. A blanket and pillow lie on her couch, and the cushions appear rumpled.
“Do you have a visitor?” I ask. An odd pang of jealousy hits me in the face.
“Shh, you’ll wake it.”
“It?”
Kindra points toward her bedroom. “Cat.”
“Why is Cat in your bed?”
“Because she’s too scared to stay in her own villa. She’s one step up from a child.”
“Can’t someone else babysit her?”
“Unfortunately, she’s my responsibility.”
Bennett should be the one shacking up with her, not Kindra, but those two can’t seem to get past their menial differences. Having Cat in Kindra’s villa poses problems for me, though.She’s a cockblock. That’s if Kindra wasn’t already blocking my cock herself.
Kindra plops down on the couch with a yawn, and I walk over to the coffee pot and begin brewing a cup. Maybe it will give her the strength to face the day.
“Thanks,” she says as I slide a warm mug into her hands. “How’d you know what I like in it?”
