Enchanted Island Mysteries : Serena & Grant by Jenna St. James

Author:Jenna St. James [St. James, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-02-08T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Back in the Blazer, I clicked my seatbelt and waited for Grant to say something as he pulled out of the circle driveway.

“Well, that was awkward,” Grant said.

I chuckled. “Yes, it was. And it’s only going to get worse for the Nights and Songbirds.”

Grant glanced over at me. “Whaddya mean? And why are you smiling?”

My mouth dropped open. “Oh, c’mon? Tell me you don’t see what is going on there?”

Grant frowned. “I don’t know what you mean.”

“Brenna and Kyle?”

“What about them?” he asked. “You mean the fact they’re going to have to carry on the centuries-long feud?”

I laughed. “No! I mean they’re in love. It’s a true Romeo and Juliet story.”

“What? No way.” Grant frowned. “How did you get that?”

I snickered. “Have you never been in love before, Detective Wolfe?”

And just like that, the air seemed to leave the car.

“Grant?” I whispered.

He cleared his throat. “No, Serena, I’ve never been in love before.”

An awkward silence filled the car, and we drove on for a few more miles.

“I’m sorry,” I said. “I just assumed—you know?”

“What? That I’ve been in love before?”

I let out a soft snort. “Well, yeah. I mean, you’re almost thirty.”

He laughed dryly. “How many times do I have to tell you I have another year or two before I hit thirty? But I get what you’re saying. Do you know where Liza Warton lives?”

“Yes. Go back to the main road and turn left.”

He was silent a few more seconds. “Have you? Been in love, I mean?”

I sighed and looked out the window. “Once.” I scoffed. “Or at least I thought I was. Cameron was a fellow chef at the school Tamara and I attended. He was what I thought I wanted. A fellow chef, smart, funny…human.”

“Human?” Grant mused. “You wanted to fall for a human? Why?”

I shrugged. “I thought it would be less complicated. And I think secretly I wanted to know what it was like to just be like everyone else.”

“What happened?”

I closed my eyes and shook my head. “It’s too painful.”

“I’m a good listener.”

I smiled, eyes still shut. “I’m sure you are.”

When I felt Grant squeeze my leg, my eyes flew open.

“I mean it,” he said. “You can tell me anything.”

I turned and faced him. “Okay. We’d been seeing each other for a few months. And it was nice, ya know? No pressure about the relationship because we were both busy with school. He said he respected the fact that I wanted to spend so much time perfecting my recipes with Tamara, and that he needed time alone too so he could focus.”

I stopped talking because I couldn’t speak past the sudden lump in my throat. The pain of the betrayal was still there, but now instead of sorrow I felt anger. True anger at what Cameron had done.

“Then what happened?” Grant prompted.

I sighed. “One night, he stayed over and—and while I slept, he went through my things. He found my chef’s journal, something every pastry chef has, and took photos of my recipes.”

“I’m almost afraid to know how you found out what he’d done.

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