Page 50 of Boys Who Hunt

“You tricked me.”

That doesn’t sound like a question.

“Admit it.”

“With what?” I ask, confused.

“Don’t play coy with me,” she grits, obviously upset, but all I can look at are those deep, dark eyes I just want to drown in. Shit, I can’t even focus on what she’s saying.

“You only invited me to that sandwich shop to catch me in the act, didn’t you?”

“What? No, I—”

“Don’t lie to me,” she hisses, pushing the blade even further. “I’m not afraid to use this.”

“I’m sure you aren’t,” I reply, raising my hands. “I really wanted to take you out on a date. That’s it.”

“Right. That’s why that money was marked. That’s why Silas and Heath came after me. That’s why they marked me.”

My heart begins to bleed.

I can’t tell her.

I can’t say the words out loud.

I was there.

I watched and wished I was the one licking her off instead of Silas.

But what kind of messed-up guy would want that?

“I didn’t know they marked that money, I swear,” I say, swallowing with the metal pressed to my skin. “Heath forced me to take it. I didn’t know what it was for. Or that you were going to steal it. Why did you?”

“That’s none of your concern.” She grabs my shoulder and flings me away from the door. “You thought I’d be an easy victim? That I’d play along nicely?”

I shake my head, but while backing away, I bump into a chair and fall. The knife immediately meets my throat again. And I’m not gonna lie, it’s kinda hot.

“Answer me,” she growls.

“No,” I say. “I never thought you were easy. I never thought you were anything but … perfect.” Her eyes flicker with interest. “I’ve been nothing but enamored with you ever since I first saw you. You have to believe me.”

She tilts my chin up, forcing me to look her in the eyes, and my God … I’m blinded by her beauty.

She inches closer and closer, her warm breath fanning my skin, and I can barely resist leaning in. I want to kiss her so badly. But would she let me?

“You were the one who found me last night, weren’t you?”

I should lie.

But I also shouldn’t tell her this.

Heath and Silas would kill me if they knew.

“Yes.”

Fuck.

Ivy