Beyond the Cut by Sarah Castille

Author:Sarah Castille [Castille, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781466860414
Google: 4H0kBQAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00P5F8WYQ
Barnesnoble: B00P5F8WYQ
Goodreads: 23491795
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2015-05-31T16:00:00+00:00

FOURTEEN

I will wear the symbols of brotherhood with pride.

SINNER’S TRIBE CREED

Dawn placed the steaming plate of bacon and eggs on her tray and lifted it from the counter. The diner was unusually quiet this morning so the cooks had been overly generous with the portions. Stan wouldn’t be pleased. He was only just back from a vacation he’d decided to take the day after Cade visited the restaurant and things had slipped in his absence.

“Table three wants more coffee.” He came up behind Dawn, his belly brushing against her back as he reached for the coffeepot. Dawn cringed. Despite Cade’s warning, nothing had changed. Or maybe, it had. She felt different today. Although she needed the job, she wasn’t prepared to sacrifice her self-worth to keep it, or to tolerate any disrespect.

Just like a Sinner.

She spun around and shoved Stan away. “Back off.”

Stan’s mouth dropped open and he took a step back. She’d never warned him off so forcefully before, but today the words slipped out before she could stop them.

“I like working here, Stan. This is the only restaurant close to the school and you’ve been very accommodating by letting me take my morning break during our busy time so I can see my girls. And of course, I need the money. But all this touching has to stop. Whether it is accidental or intentional, I don’t like it, and if you touch me again, I’m going to break your arm.”

She didn’t know if she could, in fact, break his arm, although Doug had taught arm bars in his self-defense class and she figured if she twisted hard enough, it just might break. But it sounded good and it felt even better. Resolved. Like she was holding a loaded gun. Maybe if she showed that kind of attitude to Shelly-Ann she wouldn’t be hiding under trees wearing a wig to see her own kids. And she wouldn’t be forking out all her extra cash so Shelly-Ann could drive a Cadillac while she had to take her girls around on the bus.

The front door slammed open and the little bell in the doorframe tinkled. She looked up and smiled when Doug walked into the restaurant, still riding the high from making Stan back down.

“I’ll take table six.” She gestured Doug to an empty booth in the corner and joined him a few moments later.

“Hey, Doug. You’re looking good.” He always looked better in civilian clothes than in uniform, and today he was clean-shaven and all decked out in a blue-and-white-striped shirt with crisp blue jeans—the kind of jeans Cade would never wear. Her mouth watered at the thought of Cade’s worn, low-rise jeans, tight in all the right places, and she almost missed Doug’s next words.

“You missed our monthly drinks last night. And you didn’t return my calls. I was worried about you. After what happened at your house…”

Damn. She’d totally forgotten about the monthly meet-up with her self-defense class. After moving to Conundrum, she’d taken the course as part

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