Page 40 of Smoky Darling

Elouise

Before my lungscan exhale on a scream, my intruder jerks backwards. His arms grasp for purchase a split second before his face slams into the ground.

My would be scream of fear turns into a squeak of surprise and my hands fly up to press against my heart.

I have no idea what to do. Or say. But before I can decide his whole body disappears, pulled backwards through the opening.

My mouth opens and closes.

What the hell is happening?!

A footstep crunches outside my tent, and then another face is filling the opening.

Beckett’s eyes meet mine before flickering across my body. “One moment.”

Then he’s gone.