Free Demons: A Hunter's Novel, Book 1 by Felicite Lilly Page B

smiled.
    “I’ve
missed you.” I always told him that in my dreams.
    “Me
too. I’m worried about you.”
    “No
need.”
    “Bullshit.
And why were you fighting Aniese?”
    Not
our normal conversation in these dreams, considering there was normally, very
little talking – and what talking we did normally had to do with harder , faster and yes . But
I decided this was a dream, so why not? Why not hear the answers I was seeking?
    “Did
you fuck her?”
    He
didn’t hesitate. Didn’t waste even a blink to think it over.
    “Yes.
About a month after you left me. I wanted to get back at you. After seeing you
with all the others…” He ran his hands through his hair in frustration, “She
left the sign up I see.”
    I
couldn’t stop myself from asking questions I didn’t want the answers to. And I
knew for shit-sure he didn’t want to answer them, but I also knew he wouldn’t
withhold the truth from me. As much as I knew the answers would hurt me, I
couldn’t hold my tongue. I needed to know more than I needed the absence of
pain now. And even though it was a dream, it felt so real, that I knew I would
remember it when I woke up.
    “How
many times?” I asked.
     “For
about a week. Long enough. I stopped it. She reminded me too much of you. I
knew who she was but she didn’t know me. It was like I was punishing myself for
not having you but also for the fact that you never told anyone about us.”
    The
truth may have set him free but it sure did cause me plenty of pain. This was
not like my normal dreams. In them he would have said: No way, I haven’t
slept with anyone but you, even though you’ve slept with countless men. I
sat up realizing that what I thought was a dream, was probably not.
    I
swung out of the bed and stood next to it. I pinched myself hard enough to
leave a very dark red mark on my forearm. Az had seen me plenty of times like
this, but judging from the tent that was formed under the sheet, I still
affected him.
    “How
could you?!” I exploded.
    I
knew I was being unreasonable. But anger was not a reasonable emotion.
    “You
left me. You broke me in every way. I lost my mind without you. Then today I remembered
your voice consoling me when we broke up and I could feel you, like an imprint.
And you told me everything you did you regretted and that you still loved me.”
    How
could I have gone back in time to the night we broke up? Did I travel in a
dream or was I time traveling? I mean I knew I went off the radar but
apparently I was off the grid. Hell, at this point I didn’t even know if I would
ever see the grid again.
    “Az,
I have to be going crazy. I’ve lost touch. It doesn’t make sense.”
    “That’s
how I felt. Come on.” He patted the bed next to him and his tent. “Sit, let’s talk.”
    Oh,
I knew what kind of talking he wanted to do, and it had nothing to do with
words.
    “With
you saluting me,” I gestured to his high standing erection, “there is no way
I’m going to be able to just talk. Work off some extra energy, maybe. But not
talk. Besides do you really want to screw me in the same house you screwed
another woman? Or is that a new thing for you too?”
    I
was still mad about the Anie thing. I loved Az but we had hurt each other so
many times it was hard to be around one another. Yet, I couldn’t stand being
away from him either. I knew we would never be able to go back to the way we
were, but I was hoping to find a new place to start with him. If, that is, we
could get over all of the shit that had happened and still was happening.
    Az
seemed to let go of what I had said instead of getting pissed and just folded
his hands behind his head as I had seen him do a million times before.
    “Do
what you need to. I’ll wait.” He looked totally at ease, while I was bursting
with energy.
    He
had done this very thing for me numerous times. He would just sit and wait
until I had worked out whatever I needed to. This was my Az. This was the man I
had fallen in love