Flying by Megan Hart

Author:Megan Hart [Megan Hart]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Erotica
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2014-04-29T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Getting up in the dark sucked. So did getting home in the dark. It was one of the few things Stella despised about her otherwise pretty fantastic job.

What made it worse, of course, was pulling into her driveway with no outside lights on to greet her. Or any inside the house either. Tristan obviously wasn’t home and probably hadn’t been home either, Stella thought, since the kid couldn’t enter a room without turning on all the lights or exit without leaving them all burning.

She pulled into the garage and gathered her things, juggling her travel mug and the giant water bottle she always had the best intentions of finishing but never did. The mail slipped from her fingers as she slung her bag over one shoulder, keys dangling from her other hand. Her jacket snagged on the car door and she almost had to do an entire dance routine just to get herself inside the house—everything made more complicated by the lack of welcoming light. Maybe she ought to get some timers.

In the kitchen, Stella dumped everything on the kitchen table and considered the task of making dinner. She’d left some leftover meat loaf defrosting in the fridge that morning—a quick glance showed her it was still there. With some instant mashed potatoes and a salad, it wouldn’t be a bad dinner, but suddenly a peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwich and a handful of chips sounded ever so much better. If her son were here Stella would’ve made the effort at a real dinner, but alone...what was the point?

Stella sorted through the mail while she ate her sandwich and mentally ran through all the tasks she still needed to get through tonight. Laundry. Balance her checkbook. Pay bills. Find out from Tristan what his upcoming schedule was like and what weekends he’d be with Jeff. She had a phone call from her mother to return, along with one to her best friend from high school, Lisa. They’d been playing phone tag for weeks.

Which was why, when her phone pinged with a text message, she swiped at the screen without bothering to see who it was. At the single word—hi—from an unrecognizable number, Stella paused. The area code said it was from Las Vegas. Well, whatever had happened there was going to stay there, because Stella had never been to Sin City and didn’t know anybody there either.

The second message came a few minutes later as she put her plate in the dishwasher and was pouring herself a glass of iced tea.

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