Suddenly Tempted: The new enemies-to-lovers, forced proximity, billionaire romance (APEX Billionaires’ Club Book 1) by Katie Evergreen

Author:Katie Evergreen [Evergreen, Katie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Choc Lit Contemporary Romance: A Joffe Books Company
Published: 2025-03-18T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

DARCY

You’re an idiot. Pure bone fide, first class idiot. Devlin freaking Storm tried to kiss you and you ran away.

Darcy paced the bunkroom. Back and forth. Back and forth. If nothing else, it was keeping her warm. Not that she needed to be any warmer with the heating on and the fire of shame burning through her heart. She clamped her eyes shut, but the image of Devlin watching her babble on about going to bed was for ever etched on her memory. Like a dog watching its owner abandon it by the side of the road, realisation slowly dawning.

She sat heavily on one of the bunks, head in her hands, feeling tiredness wash over her. And instead of mulling over what an ungrateful little gremlin she was in turning down Devlin Storm — Devlin Storm — because she thought she wasn’t good enough for him, Darcy lay her head down on the pillow, lifted her legs, and proceeded to fall sound asleep.

* * *

It was the sound of the wind trying to take the glass out of the bunkroom window that woke her what felt like moments later. Darcy groaned, rolled onto her back, and rubbed her face. She groaned again when she remembered where she was. The room was empty. Devlin must be out in the living quarters, making himself useful instead of sleeping like she was.

Darcy swung her legs around and sat up, brushing her hands through her hair and freeing it of knots. There was a strange light to the room — blue tinted, like Devlin had a load of screens on. It was only when Darcy stood up and went to check the glass was secure and not at risk of being blown from its frame, that she realised it was the sunlight trying to burst through the snow at the window.

It was morning. And the other bed hadn’t been slept in.

Darcy grabbed her bathrobe and ran to the door of the bunkroom with images of Devlin passed out on the floor by the pool table in the living quarters. She’d been selfish to leave him. No matter how embarrassed she’d felt at turning down his advances, she should have stayed to make sure he was okay. He had a broken arm, and possibly hypothermia. Fearing the worst, Darcy burst through the door, daring not to look. Was he hurt? Would it be worse?

She caught sight of a mop of dark blond hair poking out of the side of the sofa. It wasn’t moving. Darcy threw a hand to her mouth and ran to him, her bare feet squeaking on the lino. Poised to do mouth to mouth and chest compressions, Darcy screeched to a halt to find Devlin sleeping peacefully, not a worry on his face. She watched him, regret snaking in her. At some point between her running away from him and his falling asleep, Devlin had made a little bed for himself on the dated sofa cushions. Covered in a blanket, he looked angelic, his hair mussed and his lips gently parted.

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