Black Moon Dragon by Shelley Munro

Author:Shelley Munro [Munro, Shelley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal romance, dragon shifter romance
Publisher: Munro Press
Published: 2019-04-18T16:00:00+00:00

12 – Danny Causes Chaos

Manu parked in Wynyard Quarter at ten the next morning. Today she lingered instead of escaping as she had in the past and leaned toward Manu to offer her mouth for a kiss. Instead of the quick meeting of lips she’d intended, their mouths clung and the slow dance of tongues had her primed for another round of glorious sex.

Unwillingly, she pulled back. “Hold that thought. See you later.”

“I’ll pick you up and we’ll go straight to Botany to find your father’s storage locker. Jack said he’ll have a list for me later today.”

“Thanks.” Jessalyn slipped from the vehicle. With a wave, she jogged from Wynyard Quarter toward the restaurants and the walking bridge that crossed to The Viaduct. A ring of an alarm and the flash of lights slowed her steps. Perfect. A launch or yacht was leaving the enclosed part of the harbor and required the bridge to lift in order to pass.

She glanced at her phone. She’d already cut it fine time-wise. Now she’d be officially late. Jessalyn scanned the surrounding people. Most wore impatience, equally impressed at the delay. Auckland. Everyone was always in a hurry. To pass the time, she made up stories about the people standing around her. The couple in business clothes—black suits and the smart white contrast—they were work colleagues, and the defined space between them hinted at an affair, especially since she intercepted their heated glance.

That man over there in the navy-blue hoody and faded jeans—Jessalyn stared harder, but the man darted out of sight. She frowned. He reminded her of Danny, but that couldn’t be right.

The bridge lowered and the restless pedestrians surged forward once the barrier arm lifted. Jessalyn glanced over her shoulder but didn’t spot the man again. She pushed aside her unease and lengthened her stride. The sooner she reached the pub, the quicker she’d face Chef’s wrath and move on with her day.

“Sorry, I’m late.” The words burst from her on seeing a scowling chef. “My friend always drops me at Wynyard Quarter because of the road work along Quay Street. They lifted the bridge to let two launches through and I had to wait.”

“We have two work groups in the function room today,” Chef snapped, ignoring her tardiness excuse. “One at twelve and the other at five-thirty. I need these onions chopped.” He gestured at a huge pile of red onions. “As soon as that’s completed, I want you to chop the ingredients for our range of salads.”

“Yes, Chef.” Jessalyn hid her groan at the onion assignment. She’d bawl for sure. While most places used pre-cut onions, Chef preferred fresh ingredients. She got to work, glad for Chef’s knife-skills training. The man might be a bad-tempered tyrant, but he passed on his expertise to those who wished to learn.

While she chopped the onions, she planned the meal she intended to cook for Manu. Roast beef and all the trimmings. Chef had taught her to make Yorkshire puddings and told her she’d done an excellent job, even if he’d stinted his praise.

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