The Coyote's Bride by Holley Trent

Author:Holley Trent [Trent, Holley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: shapeshifter, coyote shifter, new mexico, latina, magic
Publisher: Holley Trent
Published: 2018-07-23T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Lance walked out of the bathroom wearing jeans and a flannel shirt and carrying his boots. He looked like he was on a mission, but he hadn’t yet shared the plan with Lily.

“Where are you going?” she asked as she raised her coffee mug to her lips.

“Walk.” He pulled a chair out from the table and sat, planting his boots on the floor in front of him.

“I thought you wanted to know what happened at Blue’s.” She was having the damnedest time making sense of his moods. “Don’t you want to know?” she asked. “I do.”

“Do you really?”

She nodded. “I don’t think I’ll be able to get past that night until I know what happened. Between the two of us, maybe we can put all the puzzle pieces together.”

Propping his forearms onto his knees, he twined his fingers and stared at the floor.

Perhaps she’d annoyed him with her earlier questions, but she thought any self-respecting woman would have demanded to know the truth. Their circumstances weren’t at all normal, but the rules of common decency couldn’t get tossed to the wayside.

Still silent, he fidgeted with his phone in his left hand, swiping across the screen with his thumb. He wasn’t looking at it, though. He was looking at her.

Curious, and a touch confused, she held his stare. He didn’t make sense. She should have been thinking strategically like shifters did to get the information she needed, but she wasn’t a shifter. She didn’t want to be a shifter. She didn’t want to have to change and get to know her body all over again. It’d taken her far too long to get used to the one she already had.

Finally, he straightened up and let out a breath. “There’d only been a few inches left in that bottle of mescal,” he said.

“Right.” She snapped her fingers. “The mescal. I don’t even know where it came from.”

“Pretty sure Tito brought it with his housewarming gift. I should have been suspicious that he didn’t want to drink any.”

Lily smiled at the thought that straight-shooting Tito would purposefully sabotage a partygoer. “Tito’s more of a Tecate guy. I’m not certain he has the constitution to get drunk, anyway. Demigod metabolism is too fast.”

The corner of Lance’s mouth tilted the tiniest bit upward. “Still don’t trust him.”

She put up a hand in concession. “Fair, but you can take me at my word that he’s okay. I’ve known him all my life. When I was a kid, I knew him as that trucker who hung out at the diner a lot and whose pickup’s sound system made all the old ladies groan. I didn’t find out who he really was until a few years ago.”

“He and Lola seem to have an interesting relationship.”

She shrugged and took a long sip of coffee. “Parent-child relationships are sometimes messy. Doesn’t matter if the kid is twenty-six or going on a thousand. You can’t pick your parents. You get what you get.”

“True that.” Lance straightened up a little more, but into what was actually a more relaxed posture.

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