Malia: A second chance romance (The Black Sentinels MC Book 3) by Victoria Johns

Author:Victoria Johns [Johns, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-01T16:00:00+00:00

Shadow didn’t hang around long after we’d finished the pizza. He mumbled something about being wiped and left me to it. Because I was a good houseguest, I cleaned up the pizza box and empty beer bottles. It took me ages to locate a trash bag. Every cupboard or drawer I opened was virtually empty. There wasn’t an array of dishes, just one plate, one bowl and two mugs. The cutlery drawer held one of those neat dividers but only a single fork, knife and spoon. Everything that was in here was for necessity rather than comfort. It didn’t take long for my inquisitive nature to get the better of me, and when I saw that his fridge only held milk, water, beer and cheese, I became truly puzzled by this man.

There was nothing of a personal nature in the house.

No photos, no mail left lying around, it was clean, almost sterile.

Just as I was opening yet another drawer, his voice made me jump. “Find what you were looking for?”

“Fuck! No.” Shame crept across my cheeks. “I’m sorry. You’ve been great and I’m proving to be a really shitty houseguest.”

Shadow was stood in front of me wearing just sleep shorts and nothing else. If I hadn’t decided men were the devil, I could definitely have fancied him. His physique was strong, but simple. Defined and tight.

But he was no Reef.

I’d always liked my men with a sun tan and smooth skin, buffed by the swirl of the sand coursing through the ocean. Seeing Reef again had revived all those feelings and emotions, and it still came with a heavy heart that I’d fucked things up, fucked them up again now and was never going to get the man I’d always wanted.

I couldn’t be stood here ogling his best friend. I’d already done that to him once before. The guilt from back then had taken a lot of swallowing, so much so it had never really disappeared. In all honesty, in that moment, I’d have moved heaven and earth to avoid that gutting, guilty shame again.

Shadow stood in his usual comfortable silence, watching and waiting for me to work through my inner diatribe. “Good night, Shadow, and thanks,” I muttered, feeling like a shithead for snooping when he’d been nothing but kind. He didn’t return my goodnight, but I did feel him follow me back down the hallway to the basement.

The next morning, Shadow was once again stood in silence, leaned against the kitchen counter top, drinking a mug of coffee from the one mug I’d found in my search last night. Funny thing was, I didn’t remember coming across a coffee maker, but there it was on the side bubbling away.

“Sleep okay?” he enquired.

“Yeah, thanks again.”

“Wanna cup?”

My intrigue told me to say yes, just to see where he was going to magic extra crockery from, but I didn’t. “I should probably get on the road.”

I watched as he walked to the sink, dumped the dregs of his coffee, washed the mug and placed it on the side.

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