Seth's Cravings: An Endless Series: Book 2 by Sara Hess

smell?” Landon chuckled at his lame joke.
         I frowned at him again, but he had a point. I’d been
making a lot of half-assed assumptions about Nadia because of her effect on me
and because of preconceived ideas, but when we’d talked that last time I’d
received some conflicting information on what I thought I knew about her. I’d allowed
her past my guard and finally had a real conversation with her, and I couldn’t
deny that I’d enjoyed it.
         That is until she’d switched her attention from me to
everyone else.
         Damn! It finally hit me that I’d been behaving like a
jealous asshole. I didn’t like the attention she gave to other guys. If I was
being entirely truthful with myself I had wanted Nadia from the first moment I
saw her, but because I’d been dating Melissa and couldn’t have her I had focused
my resentment on her so it would make me feel better. My antagonism had
just kind of snowballed from there.
         Hell, I might have seen that incident in that bedroom
for what it actually was if I had just pulled my head out of my ass earlier.
Then she would have never had to deal with it on her own, or at all.
         “Hey! Do you want this fixed today or what?” Nadia
yelled from downstairs.
         “Yes! Hurry your ass up. I want to be able to take a
shit in no more than two hours.” Landon yelled back.
         I rolled my eyes at him. He just grinned back.
         “Than tell gargantuan to move his osel and bring
me my tool box.”
         Landon snorted and I found myself grinning as well. She
had a mouth on her and wasn’t afraid to use it. I strode away to head
downstairs.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Five
    NADIA
     
         “ Chert (damn), took you long enough. Was there a
scenic route that I missed?” I walked over and confiscated my tool box from his
Goliath hands. The guy was huge, and dark; dark hair, dark blue eyes, really
tanned from the summer sun.
         He grinned and I stared once again in bemusement at the
two dimples in his cheeks…two! Those two small dents turned Seth’s rough,
rugged face into adorably handsome. Every time he flashed them I had to shake
myself out of a stupor…which I did right now.
         Setting the tool box down by the ladder I opened it
looking for the supplies I needed to repair the leak. Seth stood silently
watching me setting my nerves on end. I was accustomed to customer’s watching
me work; either because of my age, my gender, or my looks. I couldn’t stop them
and ignored them mostly, unless they bothered me with questions or made passes
at me, but I could handle both those with barely any effort. Sometimes a look
and a flash of my knife in the guise of using it for work had them stepping off
quickly.  
         However, I was having a difficult time ignoring Seth,
and I was also still processing the fact that he wasn’t guilty of purposely walking
away from the attack on me. I’d been so angry and hurt at his actions. I
understood the anger, but the feelings of hurt had only confused and incensed
me further. I barely knew the guy; I shouldn’t have taken his disregard for my
welfare personally. But I had.
         I hadn’t been able to hold back confronting him when
he’d asked about that asshole Dale. I had wanted to scratch my nails down his
face, but I’d settle on just going off on him. I was hoping to get some reaction
of guilt or shame out of him, and well, I’d definitely gotten it. His look of
stunned and agonized guilt could not be faked.
         Part of me had wanted to remain angry. If I’d actually
been raped it would have been easy to hold on to that anger, but I hadn’t been
and I could see how a snapshot of the situation would have looked to someone
else; me not fighting, screaming, or crying, but instead smiling. He’d been so exceedingly
distressed and nearly green at the thought that