Affinity: A Salvation Society Novel by Harlow Layne & Salvation Society

Author:Harlow Layne & Salvation Society [Layne, Harlow & Society, Salvation]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wild Thorns Press
Published: 2020-12-05T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Jenner

The last time I was on a date felt like . . . never. Poppy hadn’t liked to go out to dinner, but she liked to hit the clubs and parties on my arm. At first, I didn’t realize it, and by the time I did, I was in too deep. I was young and dumb and totally let her take advantage of me.

Now, here I was, married because of another bad mistake, but thinking it might have been the best mistake I’d ever made. Abbi didn’t want the attention of the paparazzi, and I was racking my brain trying to figure out a place that was both private and would show her I wanted us to work.

I wasn’t sure if such a place existed, but I was going to try and take her to the perfect place. One thing I knew was that we needed to head out of town and away from the vast majority of the cameras that followed me around daily.

“Where are we going?” Abbi asked from the passenger seat. Her voice was laced with uncertainty.

I peeked at her from the corner of my eye. “Out of town. I thought it would be nice if there wasn’t a swarm of paps trailing behind, and around Malibu, there are quite a few amazing seafood restaurants. You do like seafood, don’t you?”

“Seafood?” Her voice sounded funny, making me look over at her. Her eyes were wide with her hand covering her mouth in a look that could only be described as horror, but that couldn’t be right.

“Do you not like seafood?” I was going to be sorely disappointed if she didn’t. Seafood was one of my favorite foods.

“Liking it isn’t a problem. It’s that I’ll die if I eat it.” She chewed on her bottom lip, but I swore I saw her fighting a smile.

I wasn’t sure whether to believe her or not. Either Abbi was a skilled liar, or she was allergic to seafood. After our talk, I didn’t think she’d lie to me, though.

I could feel the tension in my brow as my forehead scrunched up. “You’re allergic to seafood?”

Before she could answer what could only be classified as a giggle slipped free from her mouth, and Abbi doubled over in laughter a second later with her chest to her legs.

“Oh my God, the look on your face when you thought I . . . couldn’t . . . ” After that, I couldn’t understand a single word she tried to utter as she cracked up. Tears were streaming down her cheeks and slipping off her chin and running down her leg, she was laughing so hard.

Damn, Abbi was good. She really had me going there for a minute.

To the left, I noticed a beachside restaurant, Shrimp by the Sea, with very little traffic. It probably helped that it was now three in the afternoon, and they were in between lunch and dinner service. Pulling in, I parked the car before I turned to look at the woman beside me.

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