Savage Hunt by Jane knight

Chapter Eight: His favorite redhead in the office

I drove until my heart wasn’t racing anymore, almost like my body was on autopilot, taking me onto the highway that led to my parent’s lake house.

When I came out of my shock, looked at the clock on the dashboard. It was close to four in the afternoon and I hoped that it would be a good time to call my boss. Reaching over to the passenger seat, I pulled my black and white overnight bag up so that I could reach the small pocket on the side. I pinched the gold zipper and gave it a tug, opening the pocket before blindly digging around for my phone as I kept my eyes on the road.

My fingers brushed against the smooth surface of the screen and I pulled the phone out, lifting it up and holding it against the steering wheel as I swiped my thumb across the screen. There were several missed calls and text messages from Travis, and one missed call from another number that I didn’t recognize.

Maybe it was Ryan or Jason?

It wasn’t like I wanted to talk to them either right now, but I liked the thought that they were calling me too. That all of them might be worried about me.

I pressed the icon on my screen, pulling up my contacts. Scrolling through the list until I found my boss’s name. I pressed the telephone symbol before pressing the speaker button. Sitting the phone into a cup holder in my center console, I listened to the ringing sound as I shot a prayer up to anyone who would listen that he would be okay with me taking some time off.

If he wasn’t, I may just tell him to fuck himself after the night I’d had. Tristian and I were friends, but I was already at a crazy point and I knew that we had enough people to cover my workload as small as it was and I had covered for him when he needed me to.

On the third ring, he answered, his voice groggy with sleep. “Hello?”

sucked in a breath, “Hey Tristan, sorry to bother you

just thinking about you.” Tristian said and I rolled

I’m the only redhead in the

He asked

now.” I said, hoping that I wasn’t sharing too much with him. We were friends, but this wasn’t something that

could hear the rustle of fabric as he pulled a shirt on and

was my boss and I didn’t need to be thinking that way about him. It was just what Charity had told me about him being a sex demon that had me overly alert about him now. That and the wild night that i’d had yesterday, it was like Jason, Ryan, and Travis had woken up something inside of me that craved their touch. Making me wonder if it was

the thought hit me

“Matilda?”

I, I need to ask for a few days off?” I said,

okay?” Tristian asked, worry was clear in his deep voice. Gone was the flirtatious teasing he had started

This didn’t make me feel like I was thinking dirty thoughts about

up.” I muttered. I hated that I was having to lie to him, but I felt like if I told him the truth, then he would know that Charity had told me what he was. I didn’t want to get my friend in trouble

and courts. And I couldn’t imagine sending my best friend to a shifter prison if that was something that really existed. I would

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