Love Bitten

uarded like he was weighing how much to say. Tasha's hand tightened on the wheel Kyle's words, "you're my mate" hit her like a slap,

seeing it. "Mate?" she said again, her voice wobbly, almost mad. "What's that mean

his sleeve. He looked rough and beaten up but way too calm for a guy that just fought like an animal. "It's not

ands turn into claws like some horror movie. I need something that's not total nonsense!" Her chest was tight, her breathing

her voice coming out small and sh

at her. "It's close. Quiet.

thing about this is okay. I just ran from my job,my life with so

ushy. "I know it's a lot,I'm sorry you are in it. B

ud. She kept glancing at him, his hands resting on his thighs,scarred and still, his ja

h the silence. "What's happening to me,Kyle? Why do I feel like- like I'm

There's something between us, Tasha, and it's real. I felt it the second I saw you." His eyes m

e's no us. I was fine, bored, sure but definitely fine until you walked in and upset my life by turni

have coffee, not to meet you. But when I did- I had an ove

uring his coffee-it wasn't just nerves. Then the flashes hit her again: his eyes younger and softer, a field of wildflowers. She flinched wi

"what'd you see?"his

ou, but not now. Some field, flowers, and I felt... happy. Then it went blank a

like he needed her to believe it.

Tasha! I'm not- I don't-" Another flash cut her off: his voice, hoarse, yelling her name-no, not her name, Emily-blood soaking h

ure. "It's okay. Breathe. It's real, what you're seeing. I've seen

treaming, her voice ragged. "Who's her? I'm not some

e's gone, but you-you're here, and it's like she's in you. I don

in, harder. "Stop it! I am not her- I can't be!" She shouted. "

like guilt. "I've been alone a long time, Tasha. I didn't ask for you

ce with her sleeve. "Great. So I'm stuck with y