Let it Byrne (Byrne Brothers Book 1) by Holly Hart

Author:Holly Hart [Hart, Holly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Red Cape Romance
Published: 2016-10-09T21:00:00+00:00

6

Conor

Bottles, everywhere.

Two words, but they described the state of my motel room perfectly. I would have felt sorry for the cleaning woman, but she'd get a fat tip. I could be an asshole, but not to people like her. They had a hard enough life as it was. I'd made enough that night to keep me in booze, threads and chicks for weeks, maybe months, so she'd get her slice of my winnings.

The cash was there, just sitting on the bed – neat stacks of hundreds, all with pretty little green holographic paper straps binding them together. Ten thousand here, twenty thousand there, pretty soon you're talking real money.

I didn't care about any of it. How could I when there was only one thing, one girl, on my mind. Maya. Of course, she hadn't been Maya when I first met her…

I jumped to my feet, shaking my head to try and clear away the funk. I needed the place to look presentable, needed to seem like I wasn't two steps away from an early grave by way of the bottle.

Whatever the truth actually happened to be… I grabbed the garbage bag from the can and leapt frantically, frenetically into action, sweeping up whole swathes of empty beer bottles with my arm and sending them crashing into the bag, crushing empty pizza boxes and stuffing them in behind.

Jesus, Conor, this place is a dump. When this is all over, you need to take a long look at yourself.

Two sharp knocks rang out at the door. It sounded like someone was in a hurry. I kidded myself, thinking that it might have been the cashier. I probably owed the motel money.

Or maybe I'd been too loud when I stumbled back in from the bar last night. Maybe.

Truth was, I knew exactly who was on the other side of that door – but for the first time in years I felt the cold clench of nervousness holding my body in its vice-like grip instead of feeling completely and utterly in control.

I stumbled toward the thin wooden door-frame, not bothering to pull the curtains back and peek through the window. It was either her or it wasn't. There were no two ways about it.

I pulled the door open.

She looked every bit as beautiful as the day we'd first met, still I couldn't help but notice that she seemed…tired and not herself. Hell, I didn't even know her real name.

Then again, I haven't seen her in years. I'm not the same guy, either.

"Hi…"

I looked down at my hand, suddenly remembering I had a half-full black garbage bag clenched between my fingers. I set it down, and the sound of the glass bottles inside clinking against each other finally startled me out of my stupefied daze.

"Rachel." I mumbled.

Her eyes opened wide at the sound, flaring briefly before returning to a suspicious darting motion, nervously scanning the balcony.

"Can I come in?" She spoke hurriedly – uncharacteristically. There was something in that tone of voice, something that I didn't recognize, at least not from her.

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