The Secret: A steamy second chance romance (The Techboys Series Book 3) by Eve M Riley

Author:Eve M Riley [Riley, Eve M]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Snugrox Publishing
Published: 2023-11-21T18:30:00+00:00

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LISS

Friday, October 18, 2019

The next morning, I crack an eye open as a vice tightens around my temples. It’s been a long time since the throbbing in my head took over my whole skull … Congo in fact. I roll onto my back, and the whole room swings. God. Stretching out my arm to grab my phone, a piece of paper flutters to the floor and I scrabble at it with my fingertips. That goddamn article. I groan, screwing it into a ball and throwing it across the room where it bounces off my closet.

I peer at the time on my screen: 10 a.m. dammit. I shuffle out into the hall, past Kate’s door as I remember Jo drunk-dialing Janus, lurching on her stool as she whisper-shouted what she was going to do to his penis with her mouth. I laugh. I hope he had a wild night. Goddammit. I am not thinking about penises, guys, sex, or any of that stuff. In the bathroom, I throw down water and tablets with gay abandon. Food.

The kitchen’s tidy, and a note on the countertop tells me that Kate has gone to work. How the hell did she get up early? Flicking the switch on the coffee percolator, I inhale the smoky bitterness as I grab a bowl of yoghurt. Then I curl up in bed with my laptop and press the play button for my next CSI episode.

Four hours later, I click pause and rest my head back on the headboard. The ceiling is as stained and peeling as it always is, and my tummy gurgles as the quiet of the apartment tickles at my senses. I’m starving. Once I’ve rustled up some cheese and crackers, I potter back to my room and flop onto the duvet, my eyes landing on the scrunched-up article. Damn that thing. I lever up and head over to put it in the trash, stopping to collect yesterday’s outfit where I shed it on the floor last night. I dump the clothes in the hamper and unwittingly smooth the paper out on the bed, eyes skimming over the page, latching on to a picture of a group of sickly-looking children. What’s wrong with them? I scan up the article and before I know it, I’m reading. Cholera, typhoid, no clean water. In ten minutes, I’m through the whole thing, gut churning. Still so bad so many years after the tsunami.

I pick up my laptop and start clicking, calling two friends in aid organizations and reading through a multitude of articles before the sunlight tracking across the ceiling makes me glance at the clock. Jesus, it’s 4 p.m. And yep, it’s terrible out there. One of the managers was delighted to hear from me, and gave me the number for Care Philippines, who, she said, would know a lot more.

The CSI video is still hovering on the screen, and I release the pause button. I’m forgetting about this crap right now. I grind my teeth. I don’t need another problem to chew over.

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