Strange Supes : Odessa Black Book 1 by Gray Holborn

Author:Gray Holborn [Holborn, Gray]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-20T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

After a long soak in the tub, I found myself exceedingly grateful that El was an overpacker. There was an entire compartment in one of her many bags reserved for bath salts and bubbles. And right now, my aching muscles had me eating my words—I wouldn’t make fun of her goo-hoarding anytime soon.

I dressed in what was quickly becoming my newest uniform: leggings and a black top. Despite how sore I was, I wasn’t naive enough to think I could afford going without training this afternoon. Ideally, I’d have all the time in the world to slowly build my athleticism; our newfound roles on the run, however, made time a luxury.

El’s sleepy form nudged me out of the bathroom, ready to claim the shower for herself. While she was more of a morning person than I was, I knew well enough to tread lightly until she was at least midway through her morning pampering ritual. With a quick smile, I left her to the bathroom and followed the enticing smells into the kitchen. Jax was lounging at the breakfast bar which separated the kitchen from the living room area, nursing a cup of coffee while he scanned through the paper. There was something so completely human and domestic about the scene that I couldn’t hold in my laugh.

“Training to be a soccer Dad? Crossword’s on page ten.” I nudged his arm while I greedily stole a sip of his coffee.

“Hey, woman. Get your own caffeine, I made a whole pot.” He gestured with his head into the kitchen, so I followed the promised trail towards coffee.

Soren was at the stove, four pans going at once. I cringed, knowing full well that if I were dealing with that much cutlery and that many burners, I’d be asking for a disaster. In true Soren fashion though, he handled it with ease. Ignoring my jealousy, I opened cabinets searching for a tall glass. After three failed attempts at locating the stash, Soren silently reached to his right and pulled a cup down for me. Without so much as looking in my direction, he handed it to me and added some chopped vegetables into a small pan already filled with yellow, eggy goodness.

I slammed an ice cube tray hard against the counter, piling my cup to the top with the blocks. As I poured the coffee over the ice, I smiled; I always loved the quiet hiss as cold met hot. A splash of milk later, and I settled against the counter for a few minutes of peace.

“Why do you have two pans of omelets going?” I leaned towards Soren, noticing a small and large pan, both filled with eggs and chopped up fillings.

He reached for a plate and dumped the contents of the smaller pan onto it before shoving the omelet in my direction. “You don’t eat meat right?”

My mouth dropped open, shocked not only that he would remember but that he would prepare a dish especially for me. “Thanks, you didn’t have to do that.

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