Covert Games by Katie Reus

Author:Katie Reus [Reus, Katie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KR Press, LLC
Published: 2019-01-07T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

—Coffee won’t solve all your problems, but it’s a good start.—

Lucy opened her eyes, surprised to find herself in bed—in her rumpled dress. The last thing she remembered was cuddling up to Leighton on the couch after baring her soul to him. He must have carried her in here. And she must have been bone tired to not remember that. More like emotionally drained and ready to sleep for a week.

Sitting up, she stretched, looking around her room. There were no signs of him. He’d probably left. Which…was just as well. She wasn’t going to get morose over it.

She wasn’t.

Ugh. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she started stripping. Her dress definitely needed to be dry cleaned and she needed coffee. Grabbing her favorite silky pink and black robe from the back of her tufted chair by the window overlooking downtown, she headed into the kitchen.

And found Leighton sitting at the island, looking at something on his phone. Oh, and he was totally shirtless.

Which was pretty much all she could focus on as she stared at him. His chest was broad, muscular and nicked with little scars, some faded white with time, others pinker, indicating he’d gotten them more recently. She wasn’t sure what he did for a living, not really, but clearly it was very dangerous.

“I thought you’d left,” she murmured, stepping into the room.

Natural light filtered down from the high, rectangular-shaped windows that lined the east wall of the room. They were too high for anyone from neighboring buildings to see in, allowing her to enjoy privacy and a lot of light.

He frowned as he pushed back from his chair. “I’m not leaving you.”

There was something about the way he said those words that punched straight to her heart. But she shoved those feelings away. People left. It was simply the way life was. Nothing was permanent. “Hmm. Do I smell coffee?”

Half-smiling, he rounded the countertop and brushed his lips over hers, his kiss sweet and possessive at the same time. “I’ll make you a cup,” he murmured, stepping back. Something about him seemed almost tense this morning.

“Everything okay?” she asked, sitting at the island. She smiled at his neatly folded shirt on the countertop. He must have slept on the couch or in her guestroom.

His back was to her, his shoulders tense as he made a sort of grunting sound. Which definitely wasn’t an answer. Maybe he regretted what they’d done last night.

The thought made her cold inside because she’d certainly enjoyed it. And wanted more of it. Not that she should even be thinking of that. When she spotted a little color of…something under Leighton’s folded shirt, she reached out and pushed his shirt out of the way. There was another file under it. This one was different than the ones he’d given her. The folder itself was greenish-colored, older and faded.

“Ah…” He set a cup of coffee and a bottle of creamer in front of her and gently moved the file over and out of her reach.

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