A Fistful of Demons by Lily Harper Hart

Author:Lily Harper Hart [Hart, Lily Harper]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperHart Publications
Published: 2019-10-01T05:00:00+00:00

11

Eleven

Hannah was hollow-eyed and slow-moving when she hit the main floor of the saloon. Tyler and Cooper already had breakfast spread out when she appeared, and were talking about some golf outing they participated in every year.

Cooper was instantly alert. “What happened?” He strode toward her and pressed his hand to her forehead without invitation. “Are you sick? I think it’s time we take you to the hospital.”

Hannah arched an eyebrow. “And good morning to you, too.”

Cooper ignored the sarcasm. “I wanted to take you to the hospital yesterday, but Tyler and Boone said it was a bad idea because people might ask questions and then there would be a medical record that Lindsey could use against us. I no longer care what they say. You’re going to the hospital.”

Hannah merely waved off his concern. “I’m not sick. I just didn’t sleep well.”

“You’re so pale I can practically see through you,” he shot back. “You looked good when I left.”

“At midnight,” Tyler offered, smirking when Cooper pinned him with a dark look. “What? I wasn’t spying or anything. I just happened to hear your truck in the parking lot when you took off. That’s not on me. You should drive quieter if you want to be stealthy.”

“Oh, shut it.” Cooper stroked his hand down the back of Hannah’s head. On a normal day, she pulled her hair back in a cute bun so she could show off her shoulders in her saloon uniform. Today, her hair was loose and free. The shadows under her eyes bothered him more than anything.

“I think you should sit down.” He led her toward a chair and made sure she was comfortable before rummaging in the takeout bag he’d brought with him. “Here. I got some juice.”

Hannah stared at the bottle he shook. “I don’t need juice.”

“Don’t you like orange juice?”

“It’s fine.”

“Then I think you should drink it.”

“Yes, juice is magical,” Tyler intoned, ignoring the glare Cooper lobbed in his direction. “Juice will make everything okay. It’s a magical elixir.”

“Shut up.” Cooper elbowed his friend but kept his eyes on Hannah. “I really don’t like how pale you are.”

“Well, I’m sorry about that.” Hannah chose her words carefully. “I don’t want to worry you. I’m not sick, though. That’s not what this is.”

“Okay.” Cooper feigned patience. “Tell me what this is.”

“Something happened last night.”

“I knew it.” Tyler looked practically triumphant, a wide smile on his face. After a few seconds, the smile faltered. “Wait ... if something happened between the two of you, why did Cooper leave in the middle of the night?” His gaze turned accusatory. “You can’t just leave after. That makes you a dog.”

Cooper’s glare was withering. “Stop being annoying!”

“Stop yelling,” Hannah muttered, rubbing her forehead. “I have a headache.”

“See.” Now it was Cooper’s turn to puff out his chest. “She’s sick. She needs to go to the hospital.”

“I’m not sick.” Hannah slapped away his hand when he reached for her forehead a second time. “I don’t have a fever. Physically, I’m fine.

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