his elbows on his thighs and leaned forward. “We have less than a week. We need to make a plan.”
A plan for what? I nearly groaned when I realized what he meant. I shook my head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
His eyes widened slightly.
I couldn’t deal with this right now. “You need to go.” I turned my back to him and started to open the door, but he moved behind me, inches away,his mouth close to my ear. A small electrical charge ran up the length of my body, like when you put your hand in front of a TV screen.
This wasn’t real. It couldn’t be real.
“You
do
know what I’m talking about.”
My breath came in short pants. Was he some crazy lunatic? He had to be. Why else would he be here?
Maybe I should scream
. “I’m warning you. Leave or I’m calling the police.”
He backed up, and I whirled around to face him. His hands were upraised in surrender. “I only want to talk, Ellie. Can we talk?”
My heart was a runaway freight train, and I could hardly catch my breath. “How did you know where I live?”
“It wasn’t hard to find out.”
“That didn’t answer my question.”
He shrugged and leaned his back against the post supporting the roof over my porch. “Does it matter? What matters is what started this afternoon.”
“I don’t know what you think happened this afternoon, but it’s all in your head. I’m not interested in dating you. I have a boyfriend.”
He looked over the railing. “That guy?” Turning back to me, he smirked as his eyes roamed my body, then rose to my face. “Well then I guess it’s a good thing that’s not what I’m interested in.”
My mouth dropped at his insult. Why
wasn’t
he interested?
What the hell is wrong with me
? “Then what are you
doing
here?”
His voice lowered. “I’m here about the curse, Ellie.”
I turned around in a panic, my fingers fumbling at the door. “There is no curse.”
“You’re denying it exists?”
“Do you not understand English? That’s exactly what I’m doing.”
“You’re a Curse Keeper, Ellie. You can deny it all you like, but that doesn’t make it any less true. We opened something this afternoon, something dark and ugly. It’s up to us to deal with the aftermath.”
I whirled around again, my body blazing with anger. “I didn’t do this!
You
showed up at
my
restaurant! You grabbed my hand.”
“I couldn’t help grabbing your hand. It was like I couldn’t control the urge. You felt it too, like you wanted to get away but you couldn’t.”
How did he know? I forced myself to calm down, especially when I saw the amusement in his eyes. “What kind of sick game is this? What are you up to?”
He stepped away from the railing and moved in front of me. He’d changed shirts since he’d been in the restaurant. This one was darker and tighter, hugging the muscles of his arms and chest. My body noticed and my body heat rose. But God help me, I was not going to fall for this arrogant son of a bitch.
“You feel that, don’t you?”
I narrowed my eyes. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
He grinned. “How do you explain this afternoon?”
“Asthma attack.”
A sexy as hell look crossed his face. “And now?”
“I can breathe just fine right now.”
His gaze dropped to my chest, then up to my eyes again. “Oh, really?”
The breathing trouble I suffered from now was nothing like that afternoon. I wasn’t sure that fact made the current situation any better.
“I’m not talking about your lack of breath. I’m talking about what we feel standing next to each other.”
I bet he wouldn’t have any trouble getting an erection
. Dear Lord in heaven, where had
that
come from? I lifted my chin and shot him a withering glare. “And here I thought you weren’t interested.”
A slow smile spread across his face. “I’m not. Trust me, Ellie. You’d know if I was.” His statement sounded like a promise.
I swallowed.
“I’m talking about the