Free Not Dead Enough: Zombie Paranormal Romance (Project Rebellion: SARA Book 1) by Mina Carter Page A

it out.
    “The base is Top Secret for a very good reason. One none of us found out until we actually got on site and realized what the hell was going on. But, by then, it was too late.”
    He sighed and ran a hand over his close-cropped hair. It was a holdover from his days before the army, when he’d had long hair and no worries to care about. But patriotism and the need to have his life actually mean something had reared its ugly head, and look where that had gotten him.
    “Once you’re in the Project, you don’t leave. There are only two ways out. A bullet in the back of the head and an unmarked grave somewhere, or….”
    “You become something else?” Her soft voice finished for him. He snapped his head up to find her watching him steadily.
    She shrugged and smiled, but there was no happiness in the expression.
    “Didn’t take a genius to figure out. Top Secret bases. This….” She motioned to herself, flashing the tip of a partly descended fang for a second. It disappeared as she looked directly at him. “You.”
    He stilled. “Me?”
    “You.” She stood, stalking towards him, and for a moment he wondered who the predator and the prey was here.
    A few minutes ago, he would have said hands down that he was the predator. After all, in the ring, he’d taken down more Bloods than he could remember. In a straight-out fight, he’d bet on a SARA against any number of Bloods. But the way she stalked towards him… he wasn’t sure the playing field was stacked the way he remembered it. She wasn’t reacting like a normal Blood, and that both scared the shit out of him and excited him all at the same time.
    She didn’t stop until she was barely a foot away from him, looking up into his face and studying him. A little line creased her brow, and her lips pursed into a sexy little bow. He bit back a groan, wanting nothing more than to lean down and claim those lips for his own. He managed to hold off and met her gaze. What did she see when she looked at him? A man or a monster?
    “Me.”
    “You already said that.” Her lips curved up at the corners as she lifted on tiptoe to look him in the eye. Not a tall woman, the increase in height made little difference. She wavered a little, putting a hand out for balance.
    He captured it, letting the shiver as they touched race over his skin. Her hand was delicate. Fine bones beneath satin skin that were too fragile for the touch of a monster like him. She bit her lip, white teeth mangling the plump fullness he ached to claim, and his control slipped.
    “Did I?” Her hand under his, he placed it in the center of his chest over the steady beat of his heart. Her gaze flicked down to their joined hands, then up again. Held his. “What about me?”
    “You’re not human. But you’re not what I am. What are you?”
    He leaned down and grazed his lips over hers. The gathering darkness around them added to the feeling of intimacy, and right at that moment, he couldn’t have cared less if they were the only two people left in the world. Her lips were soft, and warmer than he’d thought. A lot warmer.
    She whimpered, the soft sound in the back of her throat so sexy that he wanted to imprint it on his memory forever. She lifted her lips, as though begging for more, and his control shattered. Reaching out with his free hand, he caught her around the waist and yanked her toward him. His lips crashed down over hers. Hard. Hungry. Demanding.
    *
    Oh. My. God.
    The moment his lips covered hers, Julia knew she was lost. Whatever he was, human or not, the guy could kiss. His kisses were hard, but not cruel. Firm lips covered hers, moving over them once… twice, then his tongue swept against the lower one to demand entrance.
    Heat warred with the darkness inside her, and she opened up for him. He growled in approval, the deep sound doing things low down in her body that should have been illegal, and moved closer. He wrapped her up in his embrace, strong arms surrounding her at the