Predator Instincts: A Paranormal Shapeshifter Romance (Paranormal Games Book 2) by Anna Collins Page B
Authors: Anna Collins
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long time to come when you ask them to show up to unlock an apartment.”
He looked around the hallway and nodded. “Yeah- I knew this place wasn’t so great. It’s what I can afford though, so I didn’t worry so much.”
“The pool is nice.” She offered, but he frowned in response.
“This cat doesn’t dig water.” He muttered, then gave a quick laugh. “Well, you’ve been really nice. I’m looking at your bags there and I’ve got room in my freezer. Want me to take those for you while you wait?”
She looked down at her groceries. He was a total stranger and she wondered why he was being so kind to her. Lisa had always been a little suspicious of people she didn’t know. “I appreciate that, but you don’t have to go to all that trouble.”
“You wait much longer, those are going to be ruined. You don’t have to go in or anything. I’ll just take them down there. You shoot me a text, I’ll bring them back and hand them back off to you. Easy-peasy.” He smiled, wiping his hands to show how simple the transaction would be.
She nodded gratefully. “All right. Here’s my number.” She gave the number to him and he put it in his phone before hoisting two of the cloth bags.
“See you in a bit. Hope it gets sorted out soon.”
“Me too! Thank you.” She watched him walk down the hallway. Now that she thought about it, the overalls were paint-splotched. She wondered if he was a house painter. From her view and because of the overalls, she couldn’t check out his rear, but she liked the strong arms carrying her groceries away.
It was a good thing she'd okayed his custody of her food, as it was another half hour before maintenance arrived, apologetic and quick to provide her entry to her home. Lisa texted Jerome.
"Thanks, I'm good to go now. What's your apartment number?"
"Don't mind bringing them to you." He texted back.
"It's okay. I'll get them."
"414."
She grabbed her new keys off the coffee table and headed down the hall. He wasn't that far from her, it seemed, so she was soon knocking on his door.
He opened it and gave her a grin. The bags were by his feet, so he lifted them and handed them over. From her view, she could see two items of definite interest; a huge metal bowl full of water by the door to the balcony and a massive black and red painting hanging from the living room wall.
He caught her peeking in and looked over his shoulder. "Not very good is it?"
"No, it's fantastic! I like the color choices the artist made. Very bold."
He shrugged. "I keep it for sentimental reasons. One of my first pieces. I don't think it's good enough to sell, and I'm not sure I'd want to now anyway."
Lisa found herself stepping forward, uninvited, to take a closer look. He moved aside, but she stopped suddenly. "Oh my God! I'm so sorry!" She stammered. "I'm just barging right in."
After she backed away, he held up both hands and shook his head. "No, no, you're fine! Have a look."
She deeply wanted to see more, but as kind as he was, Jerome was, after all, still a total stranger. She politely declined, but before she could head home, she couldn't resist asking. "Where's your doggie? She pointed to the huge water bowl.
"No dogs." He grimaced, then looked her right in the eye. "Just a cat."
She found herself smiling back. "Big cat?"
"You could say that."
Chapter Two
By the next Saturday evening, they were sitting opposite one another enjoying fish tacos by the ocean. It hadn’t taken that much convincing; he’d texted her a joke, she’d replied. They found each other on social media, then both started “accidentally” running into each other in the hallway. The conversations had made her intrigued, in particular when she realized he had an entire apartment loaded with artwork.
She wondered if she wanted to see the inside of that apartment again soon. Based on the way the
He looked around the hallway and nodded. “Yeah- I knew this place wasn’t so great. It’s what I can afford though, so I didn’t worry so much.”
“The pool is nice.” She offered, but he frowned in response.
“This cat doesn’t dig water.” He muttered, then gave a quick laugh. “Well, you’ve been really nice. I’m looking at your bags there and I’ve got room in my freezer. Want me to take those for you while you wait?”
She looked down at her groceries. He was a total stranger and she wondered why he was being so kind to her. Lisa had always been a little suspicious of people she didn’t know. “I appreciate that, but you don’t have to go to all that trouble.”
“You wait much longer, those are going to be ruined. You don’t have to go in or anything. I’ll just take them down there. You shoot me a text, I’ll bring them back and hand them back off to you. Easy-peasy.” He smiled, wiping his hands to show how simple the transaction would be.
She nodded gratefully. “All right. Here’s my number.” She gave the number to him and he put it in his phone before hoisting two of the cloth bags.
“See you in a bit. Hope it gets sorted out soon.”
“Me too! Thank you.” She watched him walk down the hallway. Now that she thought about it, the overalls were paint-splotched. She wondered if he was a house painter. From her view and because of the overalls, she couldn’t check out his rear, but she liked the strong arms carrying her groceries away.
It was a good thing she'd okayed his custody of her food, as it was another half hour before maintenance arrived, apologetic and quick to provide her entry to her home. Lisa texted Jerome.
"Thanks, I'm good to go now. What's your apartment number?"
"Don't mind bringing them to you." He texted back.
"It's okay. I'll get them."
"414."
She grabbed her new keys off the coffee table and headed down the hall. He wasn't that far from her, it seemed, so she was soon knocking on his door.
He opened it and gave her a grin. The bags were by his feet, so he lifted them and handed them over. From her view, she could see two items of definite interest; a huge metal bowl full of water by the door to the balcony and a massive black and red painting hanging from the living room wall.
He caught her peeking in and looked over his shoulder. "Not very good is it?"
"No, it's fantastic! I like the color choices the artist made. Very bold."
He shrugged. "I keep it for sentimental reasons. One of my first pieces. I don't think it's good enough to sell, and I'm not sure I'd want to now anyway."
Lisa found herself stepping forward, uninvited, to take a closer look. He moved aside, but she stopped suddenly. "Oh my God! I'm so sorry!" She stammered. "I'm just barging right in."
After she backed away, he held up both hands and shook his head. "No, no, you're fine! Have a look."
She deeply wanted to see more, but as kind as he was, Jerome was, after all, still a total stranger. She politely declined, but before she could head home, she couldn't resist asking. "Where's your doggie? She pointed to the huge water bowl.
"No dogs." He grimaced, then looked her right in the eye. "Just a cat."
She found herself smiling back. "Big cat?"
"You could say that."
Chapter Two
By the next Saturday evening, they were sitting opposite one another enjoying fish tacos by the ocean. It hadn’t taken that much convincing; he’d texted her a joke, she’d replied. They found each other on social media, then both started “accidentally” running into each other in the hallway. The conversations had made her intrigued, in particular when she realized he had an entire apartment loaded with artwork.
She wondered if she wanted to see the inside of that apartment again soon. Based on the way the
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