High-Stakes Loving [King's Bluff, Wyoming 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Fiona Archer

Author:Fiona Archer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Published: 2014-01-19T16:00:00+00:00

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Mike gazed over the deserted beanbags, chairs, and computer stations of the Youth Café. Unlike last Tuesday, there didn’t seem to be too many takers for free Internet surfing and the sharing of teenage angst. Of the café’s three occupants, he was one. The second being the counselor, now busy catching up on paperwork, and the other a kid who’d dived into the back kitchen and had yet to resurface.

At a guess, word had circulated that today he’d be head confessor to the young citizens of King’s Bluff. And they’d stayed away in droves.

This is what Flynn got for not listening to him in the first place. Hadn’t he warned his friend he wasn’t the touchy-feely type? Now the kids had headed for the hills, or the diner. Whatever was closest.

From his perch in one of the mismatched lounge chairs, he thumbed the edge of his cell phone. Flynn had called at lunchtime and wished him all the best for this afternoon’s misadventure. The Aussie had laughed all through Mike’s curses and suggestions for where Flynn could shove his encouragement. Until right at the end. “You need this, Mike.” Then he’d hung up.

Asshole.

Both he and Noah had invited him up to the house for a meal and driven down to the cabin to catch up as he followed leads on Reagan’s case. Imagine her hissy fit when she found out they’d kept going. As if we’d stop.

He tightened his jaw at the memory of last Thursday and her terminating their investigation, her shaking hands, the faint sheen of tears in her eyes that grew to puddles as she’d turned to flee. Worst of all, the pain in her voice as she’d fought for her dad’s case, defending him against the clearly laid out facts he and Quinn had assembled. My dad was one of the good guys. Doesn’t that count for something?

In fairness, they hadn’t readied the hangman’s noose, even stating they weren’t prepared to call him guilty. But Reagan had blocked out anything they’d said after their first few words.

From the moment she’d returned from the restroom and sat back down at their table, she’d been ready for battle.

Therein lay a mystery he was determined to solve.

He thumbed the edge of his phone. The temptation to call her or go knock on her door bit into his ass. However, he’d do the right thing, wait until Quinn returned. They’d pursued Reagan as a team, and that wouldn’t stop now.

Instead, here he was, some forty minutes into an unmitigated fool’s journey of self-fulfillment. And why? Resignation twisted his lips into a wry slant. Because he’d made a promise and Mike never backed away from a promise. Flynn knew it.

That kid still lurked in the kitchen. The least he could do was attempt one conversation with a human under the age of twenty. Of more importance, he needed coffee.

The female counselor gave him looked up as he strode past. Her “you can do it” smile almost had him walking out.

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