Page 38 of Prey

She shook her head. “Even as Xavier, you kept all the details about your life away from me. You were afraid that if you told me too much, I might have guessed who you really are.”

“You know how I feel about you.”

She eyed me dubiously. “You mean your obsession with me? How long before that fades? How long before this gets too hard and you want a way out?”

“With the way I’m feeling? How about a million years from now?”

She rolled her eyes. “Be serious.”

“Then forever,” I answered her, my voice gruff. If she thought she could wait out until my obsession with her faded, she would be waiting forever.

She bit her bottom lip but didn’t say anything to that. Gently, I pulled the abused flesh away from her teeth.

“You say you don’t know me. So let’s change that. Ask me anything you want to ask. And I promise I won’t lie to you. Just remember this, some aspects of my job aren't pretty. So only ask if you think you can stomach the answer, yeah? And in return, you won’t lie to me. We will be completely honest with each other.”

She looked off to the side. “The truth?”

I nodded. “The truth.”

“How long have you been stalking me?”

“The day after I got released from prison. I got Kai to show me your apartment, and since then, I have been watching you every chance I got.”

Her eyes widened in surprise over my answer, but she didn’t say anything.

I waited for her to digest that information.

“Did you put cameras in my old apartment as well?”

“Yup. It was pretty easy, considering I had your schedule down pat.”

“You say this like it’s so normal.”

I shrugged. “Part of my job is to learn about anyone who might be a risk to Dominic and the club, and utilize Micah to make sure they’re no longer a problem.”

She shuddered against me. “Like me?”

“No, baby. You were much more personal to me than that. And the moment I decided to keep you is the moment you stopped being a problem for the club.”

“When was that?” she asked. I tried to gauge how she was taking this in, but in those rare moments, she was able to keep her face from revealing her thoughts.

“When was what?”

“When you decided to… keep me.”

I smiled. “Oh, I don’t know the exact day. Probably about a week after I started watching you. Probably that first night, when I jerked off to the thought of you.”

Flames burst around her cheeks, and my grin went up a notch.

“Be serious.”

“I already told you. No more lies. That wasn’t a lie.”

She took a deep breath. “Do you, uh, do that a lot?”

The last part of her sentence was said in a whisper as if she was afraid someone might be around to hear.

I could laugh over that.

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