Stirred (Severton Search and Rescue Book 2) by Annie Dyer

Author:Annie Dyer [Dyer, Annie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-28T16:00:00+00:00

On one of the walls of the bar was a selection of faux deer heads and antlers. Occasionally, some joker would hang items from their horns or attach a banner or bunting. Today someone had clipped mini Polaroid photos of the telephone boxes throughout town, all painted in their bright glory.

“Who hung those?” Keren asked Abby, who was nearly always working Tuesday nights with Scott.

Abby shook her head. “They were here when I came in this afternoon. I asked Bez – he seems to think they were left in an envelope with instructions to hang them up. I guess we’ll never know who the mystery artist is. Another post box was done overnight too.”

“What was the design?” The artist had been getting more and more creative.

“It was the peaks with the torches being carried down for the rivers of light. It’s amazing. How they do it in such a short time period, I don’t know. What do you want to drink?” The Rivers of Light was a winter tradition to remember the people lost. Fell walkers or runners would climb one of the peaks and descent with a lit fiery torch, creating the effect of a river of fire trailing down the mountain.

“Nothing alcoholic. I’m not in the mood, weirdly. Fresh orange? And I’ll get a pint of Guinness for Rayah, because it’s Tuesday,” Keren said. And Rayah always drank Guinness on a Tuesday.

“Coming up. Go sit down, I’ll bring them over.”

Keren turned and came face to face with Scott, who had his arms folded and was appraising her.

“I haven’t been ghosting you,” she said. “Honest.”

“I know. You responded to my texts.”

“Good.”

They stood looking at each other until he folded his arms and gave her a knowing grin that made her want to slap him. Not that she would, but she could feel the annoyance wafting off her like poisoned gas.

“How do you want me to greet you?” Scott kept his words quiet. “Tell me so I don’t get it wrong.”

“How do you want me to greet you? This isn’t all about me.”

His grin broadened. “That’s where you’re wrong. How do you want me to greet you? A hug? A kiss? A slap on the arse?”

“Save the last one for when we’re in private.” There was no point in acting all coy about that. She’d enjoyed his dominant play and he knew it. “Let’s stick with a hug. Keep it low key.”

There was a flicker of something like disappointment across his face, barely there but she saw it and felt her heart tug inside her chest.

“I just think that…”

“It’s fine, Key. Don’t worry. You’re probably right. People can think it’s exactly what it is, just something casual.” He patted her shoulder. “I should help Abby. I think tonight’s going to be busy.”

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