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with everyone? I screamed at the top of my lungs until my throat was raw and my cheeks were hot. Not one person even looked my way. He looked at me like I was spoiled toddler. “Satisfied yet?”
    “Is this a dream?”
    Hunt ignored my words and reached toward me again. I flinched and stumbled—fell hard on my butt. A truly merry laugh erupted from Hunt now. It filled the air like thousands of bells chiming in perfect harmony and washed over my skin like a bucket of ice water. “I’d help you up, but alas I’m prevented from touching you.”
    I scrambled to my feet. “It’s not funny, Mr. Hunt!” I snapped. “Oh, you’re a big tough guy following me around, trying to scare the bejeezus out of me. Well, I don’t appreciate it. I don’t know who you are or what you want, but stay away from me!”
    “No, Selene . I don’t think this is funny. If you’d stop acting like a scared deer every time you see me and listen, maybe you wouldn’t be so utterly stupid. I have no choice but to be here. Had I any other option, I would have never come to you of all people.” His dark green eyes were almost black with rage, and he inched closer as he spat his words out.
    “And damn it all, stop calling me Mr. Hunt ! Do you have any idea how stupid that sounds?” He threw my anger back at me beat for beat, his eyes blazing as he tried to grab me again. Once again his hands were stopped three inches from my arms, apparently unable to get any closer.
    I studied his hovering hands with curiosity that battled the fear and anger away. Why couldn’t he touch me? “What else am I supposed call you?” I asked.
    He threw up his hands in exasperation. “Cheney. Just bloody well call me Cheney.”
    “And not that I’m complaining, but why can’t you touch me?”
     “Because you aren’t allowing it,” he growled then strode away. After about five paces, he turned back. “I’m coming by tonight. Be ready. No more games, Selene.” And like that he disappeared into thin air.
    Holy shit.
     

 

     
    Cheney had absconded with my cell phone, so I had no way to call anyone and Grandma was in no state to talk. When visiting hours ended, I slowly walked out of the hospital, leery of everything and everyone I passed. The two of them had officially freaked me out. I stopped by a market on my way home to buy food for dinner—for me and Stewie. When I arrived home, I carefully surveyed the yard before getting out of my car.
    I hoped rather than believed Cheney didn’t know where I lived. I got out of the car as quickly as possible and opened the trunk. I picked up my one grocery bag and adjusted my purse so I could also grab the cat food. As soon as I had the bags, the trunk shut without me touching it.
    “Need a hand?” Cheney’s voice came from behind me.
    I turned toward him, adrenaline pumping through my veins as my body readied to dump everything and run, but all he did was take the bag of groceries from my arms.
    “How do you appear out of nowhere? Are you magic?”
    He cocked an eyebrow and shot me a half smirk that would’ve been ridiculously sexy if I didn’t hate him—and if he didn’t scare the crap out of me. “Shall we?”
    I rolled my eyes but led him to the front door. “If I let you in, will you promise not to hurt me?” A fat lot of good a promise would do me, but having one would make me feel better at least.
     “If I wanted to hurt you, I already would’ve, Selene .”
    The way my named rolled off his tongue sent chills down my spine. It was so familiar, yet completely terrifying. “So why are you here?”
    He didn’t reply, only nodded toward the door.
    “You didn’t promise,” I said stubbornly.
    He looked up at the sky. “I promise harm will not come to Selene Warren this night by my hands. If it does, may the stars rain down fire upon me and may my flesh boil from my body for all eternity.” He looked back at me with a wicked smile. “Happy now?”
     “A simple ‘I promise’ would’ve