Upon the River Shore by Leona Bentley

Author:Leona Bentley [Bentley, Leona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781773398235
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2018-10-15T03:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Things were calm for the next few weeks. I might have started my relationship with Lane intending to go slowly, but my resolve crumbled the longer things went smoothly.

When we were apart I raged at myself for jumping into this so quickly, but each time we came back together my concerns felt ridiculous. I loved the nights we spent in bed together, and had never felt this comfortable before with Morgan, not even at the start. It made me desperately want to take a chance on it, no matter the odds against me.

Of course, that peaceful cycle of work, Lane, and sleep would have to end.

Curled up with him on the couch, we were edging our way into something stronger than a teenage make-out session. Lane’s shirt was long gone, giving me full range of his chest, while mine was unbuttoned but hanging slack over my shoulders, covering my back and arms but little else.

We had been watching a show, but had lost interest midway through and now something new was playing in the background. The idea to turn it off sprang into my mind only to evaporate when we shifted and I stretched out on top of him, mouths reconnecting. It was hard to concentrate with his tongue rubbing mine.

Then his phone rang.

He grumbled as I pulled back and slid over to let him up, shifting around until I found a more comfortable way to sit. I watched him fumble for his phone and hoped that it was just Corey being a brat. It was nearly eleven, so past the time for social calls.

Lane’s brows furrowed as the person on the other end started talking. “Slow down,” he demanded. The sharp concern in his voice snapped me into high alert. “Are you okay?”

The chill his words sent through me went a long way in cooling my blood. I watched closely, relieved when some of the tension eased out of him at the answer he received. Lane nodded to himself. “Good. Okay. I’ll be right there.”

I closed the button on my jeans and started buttoning my shirt back up while he hung up.

“Where are we going?” I asked. “Was it Corey?”

“He was jumped again.” He sighed. “Thanks. I’m sorry about this.”

“I’m just glad he’s okay—he is, right?”

“He is. Until I finish with him.”

****

The lights were mostly off when we got to the house, only the outdoor lights and the ones in the kitchen blazing signs of life.

“I have no clue what’s going on here,” Lane grumbled on our way inside, “but I’m going to get answers this time.”

“Did he say what happened?”

“No, but he’s going to.”

Corey was slumped over the kitchen table, half a bag of frozen veggies pressed against the right side of his face and an open bottle of beer held against his jaw.

He was watching the door and groaned when he saw the stubborn set of Lane’s jaw.

“It wasn’t my fault,” were the first words out of his mouth.

“No?” The too-calm note in Lane’s voice gave me chills, and the word wasn’t even directed my way.

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