The King (Games We Play Book 2) by Liz Meldon

Author:Liz Meldon [Meldon, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-11-21T00:00:00+00:00

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Delia’s hopes of a relaxing night imploded as soon as she rounded the corner and saw who was standing at her building’s door, jamming his finger into the wall-mounted intercom talk button.

“Look, I’m worried my friend is ill,” Kain sneered. Delia crossed her arms, gripping her phone. Only moments earlier, she had contemplated texting Claude to let him know that she was free to talk for a little while if he wasn’t doing anything. That probably wasn’t going to be happening anytime soon.

“Oldest trick in the book, buddy,” came the prickly response from her super. Delia stopped a few feet behind Kain, her eyes narrowed. “Either a tenant lets you in or you can piss off.”

“Fucking bastard,” Delia heard the hunter mutter, finger hovering over the communication button. As soon as he punched his finger into it again, Delia cleared her throat, which he ignored.

“You should have said you were a plumber or something,” she said stiffly. Kain whirled around, mouth slightly open as if she’d caught him just as he was about to say something. Exhaling deeply, he stepped away from the intercom and ran a hand through his shaggy brown hair. He stank of smoke and was probably responsible for the smoldering cigarette butts scattered around the entryway. Delia looked at them pointedly, but he didn’t seem to notice.

“Figured I’d get more sympathy if I said I was worried about my friend,” he told her before raising two fingers at the security camera overhead. “Apparently your super doesn’t give a shit if someone’s potentially dying up there.”

She grabbed his arm and pulled it down so he’d stop flipping off whoever was watching the monitors. “Stop.”

“You alright, Dels?” He moved in closer, but Delia skirted around him and shoved her key in the lock. “Haven’t heard from you in a few days.”

“That’s because I’m mad at you,” she snapped. Against her better judgement, she let him follow her inside—he probably would have pushed through the door anyway if she hadn’t.

“Still?”

“Yeah, still. It was a shitty thing you did.”

They crossed the lobby to the elevators together, their synced footfalls the only sounds to be heard. Once she’d pressed the up button and stepped back, Delia noted Kain’s gaze seemed to be everywhere but her.

“I’ve been under a lot of pressure lately—”

“Oh my god, just go, Kain,” Delia said thickly, rolling her eyes as the elevator doors peeled back and stepping inside. He hurried in after her and tapped the button for her floor before she could get to it.

“No, you’re right, it’s no excuse.” He gave her some space as the rickety lift began its ascent, leaning against one wall while she stood firmly at the other. “I was an arse. What I did… I understand why you’re angry. I wanted to check in with you and make sure you’re okay after the, uh, date thing.”

“The date thing was fine,” she remarked, staring intently at the buttons on the panel in front of her. Some of the numbers had faded, their outlines split and chipped.

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