Bounty Hunter (The Rover series Book 1) by Amelia Shaw

Author:Amelia Shaw [Shaw, Amelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: urban fantasy
Publisher: Tamsin Baker
Published: 2020-12-29T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

I didn’t have many regrets in my life. I’d learned when I made a mistake it was best to acknowledge it, learn from it, and move on. And yet, I couldn’t get Fin out of my mind. Or the few measly hours I thought I might finally exact revenge for my parents’ murder.

For a brief, perfect moment, I’d felt hope. Something the Black Mage stripped me of as a child.

Back in my apartment, a hut compared to Fin’s sprawling estate, I needed to come to terms with my decision to leave. Even worse, my bag with all my Black Mage notes was still there.

A few days ago, I’d wanted to start over; now I had my chance.

After I cleaned, I fell straight into bed. In the morning, everything seemed clear: I needed to rebuild my missing notes.

I cleaned off my desk, tossing a couple Coke cans and a few sandwich wrappers in the bin. With a clean slate, I could recreate what I’d compiled in the files in my bag.

I placed a blank composition book in the center of my desk, a black ball-point pen beside it, but all I could do was stare at them.

Starting over sounded simple enough, but the act of doing it made me want to puke. If I pulled on my big girl panties and asked Fin to give me my stuff, I might not have to.

That idea also made me want to puke.

I pulled my hair from its elastic and piled it up on top of my head, then stretched my neck. Time to get to work. I shifted forward, but the doorbell rang.

I’d been fending off door-to-door salesmen for the past year. It was like they had made a pact to annoy me just because I got so worked up about them.

I’d already started a tirade when I opened the door. “The sign says no—”

Fin, beautiful Fin, in jeans and a tight gray T-shirt stood on the other side.

“Soliciting,” I finished, softly.

“Would you consider an apology solicitation?”

I shrugged, hanging off the door. “I don’t know, maybe if it’s done naked.”

“Will you invite me in?”

“Are you going to accuse me of sabotage again?”

He ducked his chin to glance at his shiny black shoes, completely out of place with his fitted denim. “No, I won’t.”

I waved my arm and pulled the door wide so he could slip inside.

Brownie points for not looking at his ass.

He surveyed every inch of my home, his eyes roving over my belongings, my life.

I struggled not to feel embarrassed by how impoverished and dirty I must seem to him.

I crossed my arms over my chest. Fuck him.

“What do you want?” I asked.

He turned his attention back to me. “I came to apologize for my behavior. I should not have accused you of duplicity. In my defense, I was still in shock about Olivia’s death.”

With his lips turned down so severely, he appeared genuinely sorry. And yet, I couldn’t say I forgave him. I rarely offered people second chances to hurt me.

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