Ember by Christi Whitson

Author:Christi Whitson [Whitson, Christi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-01T05:00:00+00:00

Friday

Owen arrived at Lena’s apartment a little earlier than necessary the following evening, and he waited patiently in the living room while she finished getting ready. He gazed around the room, attempting - not for the first time - to glean some information from its contents about the woman who lived there. While the style of decor could not be considered ‘minimalist,’ it was clear that Lena preferred to avoid unnecessary clutter. Everything seemed to have a designated place, from the carefully arranged throw pillows to the compulsively organized DVD collection.

There were a handful of trinkets displayed around the room, but there were very few photographs and almost none of Lena herself. Owen found that to be a bit odd, particularly when he recalled the last time he’d been in Julia’s room. It was practically wallpapered with photographs of her and her friends, and he wondered if perhaps the six-year age difference was the explanation. There was a photo of Nate shaking the hand of a previous Seattle mayor in front of a wall displaying the GC logo, and Owen guessed it to be four or five years old. Another photograph depicted a young woman with auburn hair and a sweet smile, and something about it sent a chill through his extremities. Her eyes were green, but he could tell from the shape of her nose and jawline that she was most likely Lena’s mother. It was an older photo, but he couldn’t be certain of how old. The only thing Lena had ever told him about her mother was that she had died when Lena was very young.

The only picture in the room that actually included Lena was a framed snapshot of her as a teenager, standing next to a tall, dark-haired man in an Army uniform. This, he deduced, must’ve been Logan James. Owen scowled at the photograph as he examined it. Good-looking fucker, he thought irritably. The guy was broad-shouldered and muscular, and although Lena looked to be fifteen or so in the picture, he towered over her like a giant. Owen snorted in spite of himself as he recalled the nickname he’d overheard Logan use. Pipsqueak, indeed.

“Okay, I’m ready. Sorry for the wait.”

He turned toward the sound of Lena’s voice and did a double take when he registered the change in her appearance. Her trademark bohemian flair was completely absent, replaced by a well-tailored gray dress with a modest neckline. It hugged her figure provocatively from top to bottom, showing off the curves that her flowy tops and skirts often concealed. Lena’s hair was swept into a half-up style, and the smooth, straightened length of it fell down the center of her back like a cape of red satin. Her sexy feet were encased in black four-inch heels, and she moved about the room in them with confidence. Owen noted that there wasn’t such a remarkable difference in their heights now, and he recalled the photograph of Lena next to her burly friend, wondering idly if she looked as small when she stood next to him on flat feet.

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