The Billionaire's Secret, No Saint ( Book 3 ) A Sultry & Delicious Enemies-to-Lovers Romance Series by Mya Grey

Author:Mya Grey [Grey, Mya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-21T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter 8

My Feelings

Arielle Nygard

The door opens before I get the key in the lock and Tim lets me in. He’s been treating my home like his own for years, and it no longer startles me when he does it.

“Hi, you’re home early,” he says warmly and places a soft kiss on my cheek. He’s greeted me like this since Steve’s funeral and I’ve always taken it as brotherly affection. But this kiss lingers just a moment too long, and it makes me uncomfortable. I shake it off, telling myself not to overreact.

“Hi,” I say back and follow him in to where he’s packing dinner dishes in the dishwasher. “My boss got back sooner than expected. How was Austin.”

“Good as gold,” he smiles, glancing up from where he’s hunched over the washer.

I keep talking, trying not to babble, but worried that if I don’t keep the conversation flowing, he’ll read something in my eyes. “And how was your shift?” Tim’s a detective now, advancing from beat cop after the death of his partner.

“Not too bad. We got a fresh lead on that murder case, which got everyone excited. We were all starting to lose steam on the investigation, and this information lit a fire under everyone’s asses.” A teenager had been found in a dumpster behind a Chinese takeout, strangled to death. The whole of the Las Vegas Police Department had been looking for the girl’s killer for two months, but no one had made much headway.

“Oh good. I know I’ll sleep easier when you catch that monster.”

He fills the machine with soap and sets it to wash. “Are you hungry? There are leftovers in the fridge.”

“Nah, I’m good,” I say. “I want to say good night to Austin before he goes to bed.” I check the clock hanging above the door. “Still five minutes till bedtime.” I pour myself a glass of wine and relax until it’s time to go through Austin’s bedtime routine. Tim is the only one, aside from me, who can handle this, and I’m reminded again of my dilemma tomorrow.

I take Austin to brush his teeth and change into his pajamas before tucking him into his bed. Then I sit with him for ten minutes while we listen to calming classical music on my phone. Austin doesn’t like to be touched, but at bedtime, he’s more accepting. I relish these moments when I can connect with my child. I repetitively run my hand over his arm, from wrist to shoulder, as he lies quietly next to me. His skin is warm and soft, his face relaxed as sleep claims him. He has so much of Steve in his features that my heart aches sometimes. I kiss the top of his shaggy blond head and carefully extract myself. “Sweet dreams, baby,” I whisper as I leave the room.

Tim’s made a pot of coffee and is sitting at the kitchen table with a cup. “I saw your wine glass, and I wasn’t sure if you’d want coffee too.”

“I’ll stick with wine,” I say as I take my seat.

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