Chapter 15. Psycho Unlocked

There was a split second where tense silence fell over the kitchen like a heavy, dark cloak. I stared at Hunter, waiting, briefly wondering if I had hit his thigh instead of the intended target. I had to peer down, just to make sure, finding my knee inches from his crotch. Yeah, there was nothing lacking when it came to my aim.

Then, why the fuck was he just…staring at me? Not moving, nor reacting. Not so much as a damn blink.

Laughter spilled maniacally from him and he released me, taking a step back. "Dear, little monster. You seemed to have me figured out. You, claiming you know anything about me."

I could only gape at him. There was something in the way he was laughing, that became darker and darker with each laugh, almost foreboding.

As if warning me, that I had just unlocked his inner psycho. Not that I pegged him for the sane, steady type to begin with. But this was a whole other level of instability.

My eyes darted to the side, toward the drawer