Shadow (Satan's Angels MC, Book 12) by Lily L. James & Sarina Hart

Author:Lily L. James & Sarina Hart [James, Lily L. & Hart, Sarina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2026-03-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Fawnie

After we left the bathroom, he wanted to stay back in the darkened hall for a bit, and I said that was okay, since I had to get into the crush of people to get a few bottles of water. I got a big bag of them, some for everyone, but I offered to drop them off and leave with Shadow if he wanted.

He seemed resolute that he didn’t.

He even found something of a smile to greet Rita and my dad with when they arrived, the kids too, although calling a sixteen-year-old and a twelve-year-old kids just feels wrong. I thought it might be more than slightly awkward having Rita and my mom in the same place at the same time, but it hasn’t been. The boys are at the end of the row, while Rita is sitting on the other side of my dad, who is by my mom, and then it’s me and Shadow. The first thing Rita did was offer my mom a handshake that turned into a hug, and tell her how glad she was that we could all be here. She told me I looked beautiful and let Shadow know how sincerely happy everyone was that we were doing this.

It’s not one of Rita’s strong suits to be early, and I totally get it because… teenage boys, but they did make it about two minutes before the music started.

The second the lights dimmed fully, casting the entire theater in flickering candlelight, Shadow seemed to relax a bit. He’s clutching a bottle of water tightly between his hands, trying to focus on the music, and while it’s beautiful and soothing, I know that he’s still uncomfortable.

Honestly, I should have listened to my dad. He tried to talk us out of this, but I wouldn’t listen. I was too stubborn, so certain that this is what Shadow needed. I had no idea he was going to make himself sick. He’s not staying because he wants to enjoy the music. He’s staying for me, and while I appreciate that so much, that wasn’t the intent of the gift.

I can’t take his hand in mine without someone seeing and noticing. It would make him even more uncomfortable than he is already. I can’t set my hand on his knee or slip my arm around him or do any of the things I want to do to let him know that I’m here.

The first few pieces start and end, applause ringing through the theater with every single finish. After the third time, I get a little braver.

I slip my hand between my armrest and Shadow’s, finding the hem of his shirt sticking out from under his leather jacket. He’s already tense, but he goes absolutely rigid when my fingertips meet his warm skin. He’s hunched over, and he could fold in half all the way and leave me nowhere to go, forcing me out, but he doesn’t. He straightens ever so slightly, leaving me the smallest gap. I press forward until my palm is flat against his abs.

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