A Deadly Reunion by Odette C. Bell

Author:Odette C. Bell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: humor, action adventure, school reunion, romance suspence
Publisher: Odette C. Bell

Chapter 10

I woke to the smell of eggs and dill.

My stomach rumbling in anticipation before I’d even blinked my eyes open, I sat up.

I wasn’t in my own bed; I wasn’t at the motel either.

Forcing back the sleep, I swiveled my eyes to the left and was immediately struck by the incredible view beyond.

The sun was already peeking above the tall mountain ranges and sending long lines of glimmering light tracing along the ragged peaks.

It was such a stark sight that I stared at it for entirely too long until I remembered where I was and why I was here.

I stood up, pivoting my head towards the kitchen.

Thorne wasn’t there, but as I padded across his worn carpet, I saw a skillet on the gas stove, several eggs spitting away inside.

Hearing running water, I followed a short corridor that branched off into several junk-filled rooms.

Turning a corner, I saw Thorne.

Without a shirt on.

“Oh, sorry,” I took a sharp step backwards.

He was leaning over a sink, shaving, wearing sweat pants but no shirt.

He glanced my way, tugging the razor over his soap-covered throat. “It’s fine. I thought you were still asleep. I didn’t want to disturb you.”

I turned, trying to give him some privacy.

Though Thorne had an incredible physique, I didn’t want to stand in the door to his bathroom and ogle him while he shaved.

“Do you mind checking the eggs for me?” he nodded towards the kitchen.

“Sure,” I mumbled, trundling back down the corridor. My cheeks felt hot, and hell, they probably were.

Rubbing at them to chase away the flush, I reached the kitchen and pried at the eggs with a metal spatula. Before I could decide whether they were done, Thorne walked in, tugging a shirt over his head. Reaching past me, he grabbed up two pieces of toast just as they jumped out of the toaster. Chucking them on two waiting plates, he turned off the gas. “I hope you like eggs, because that’s all I’ve got. I haven’t had a chance to grab any groceries for a while; I’ve been kind of busy.”

“It’s fine. They smell great.” I scrunched my lips together as I tried to think of something else to say.

The truth was, I had nothing but questions for Thorne, but I realized he wasn’t going to answer any of them. So instead I trailed into an awkward silence as I picked at the worn edges of my jacket.

“I thought you’d take the spare bed.” Thorne scraped the eggs onto the toast, again not exactly placing them so much as chucking them. He clearly wasn’t a chef, but his food still smelt great. Then again, maybe he was the one who smelt great: a mix of shaving gel, fresh herbs, and coffee.

“Do you want to grab the pepper from the spice rack over there?” He gestured with his spatula.

I obediently picked it up then followed him over to his very small and very dirty table.

Placing the plates down, he swept away his piles of paper and maps, and gestured for me to take a seat.

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