Cold Shadow (Cold Country Book 2) by Mercy Celeste

Author:Mercy Celeste [Celeste, Mercy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MJC Press
Published: 2017-05-08T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

In his mind, he kept seeing Nathan walk away in the dark. He hadn’t slept much after Nathan had disappeared from sight. He waited for what seemed like hours. He knew where he’d be. Up at his parent’s house probably sleeping in his old bedroom. He could have followed him and begged for forgiveness instead of letting everything fester in his brain.

He didn’t remember packing his bags or loading them in his car. He didn’t remember leaving. He was sitting in the parking lot at the gas station about halfway to Nashville remembering the first time he’d stopped at the place. He and Nathan had been banned from ever returning.

He laughed about it as he went inside and used the toilet. He bought doughnuts and a bottle of milk. And gave the same little old cashier a hundred-dollar bill and told her to keep the change. She’d smiled at him. He’d thought she’d forgotten.

“Still no sex in toilet.” Her smile turned nasty as she tucked the bill inside her blouse. “Tell your boyfriend. And don’t come back.”

Little troll.

He took his doughnuts and walked out. Laughing.

And turned the car back toward home.

He was being a dick. A selfish asshole of a dick. He’d started the fight and blamed Nathan and felt betrayed when Nathan had walked out instead of following him upstairs so they could fight until it was time to fuck.

He was the one who’d done the betraying.

He was a dick and an asshole and he’d been happy until he’d pulled up beside Drew’s SUV.

His gut twisted with jealousy.

He was fucking jealous of a guy they were both wanting to fuck. He sat for a long time gripping the steering wheel and wondering what they were doing inside. Alone. How long had they been there? Had Nathan called Drew the moment he realized Quinn was gone? Had Drew come running? Because no matter what he’d said last night, Drew wanted Nathan. Quinn could see it in his eyes every time he looked at Nathan. He wanted Nathan with or without Quinn in the way. And Quinn had conveniently walked out and given the fucker his chance to move in.

On Quinn’s man.

He slammed his way out of his car and into the house. He was standing beside the pile of coffee and pottery when he heard voices coming from upstairs. Muffled voices. The house had decent soundproofing. He wouldn’t have heard a thing if the bedroom door had been closed.

They seemed to be arguing.

He left the pile of coffee debris and crept up the stairs. Listening.

They weren’t arguing. Not really. Nate was yelling like Nate does. Drew was speaking in that annoyingly soothing voice he sometimes used when he was trying to keep a situation from becoming more of a situation. They were talking about…him.

He stepped into the room and Nate turned on him. Quinn could feel him. He could always feel Nate, this was a different feeling. He could feel barely contained rage emanating off his lover. The way he paced the room should have warned him.

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