Fated: Karma Series, Book Three by Donna Augustine

Fated: Karma Series, Book Three by Donna Augustine

Author:Donna Augustine [Augustine, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Strong Hold Publishing, LLC
Published: 2015-03-16T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter Seventeen

I awoke to the feel of Fate moving around and getting up from the bed. I wasn’t sure if it was on purpose or planned, but this was the second time I remembered going to sleep alone to wake up with company.

I lay there, feigning sleep, knowing he’d leave soon and not wanting to deal with the after cuddle awkwardness that came with the morning. We weren’t a couple but friends didn’t spoon every night. Fate and I were officially in relationship no man’s land.

It took him about twenty minutes to shower, dress and leave. I could hear him come close to the bed, like he had yesterday, and he stood there for a few moments while I tried to keep my breathing even.

Then his fingers grazed my hair. He hadn’t done that yesterday.

The door shut and I could finally breathe again. Another twenty minutes of cushion time elapsed before I felt confident he’d be truly gone. Somehow, after he left the house and came back, I could pretend everything was normal again, as if it were a reset button.

An hour later, I was on my third cup of coffee as I sat on the couch and holding a copy of the watch schedule I’d found in his papers. I’d been snooping around. My philosophy was if he didn’t want me to see them, he shouldn’t have left them sitting in plain view on the dresser.

“What the hell is this about?” The paper crinkled where I gripped it.

Fate, aka my nighttime cuddle buddy, had insisted on taking care of it only to completely cut me out. My name wasn’t anywhere on there. Didn’t spooning give me any privileges? Shouldn’t there be some adjusted rate, even if there wasn’t any sex, like benefits times half?

I looked around the living room, wondering where Fate—aka cuddles—had run off to this morning. Bet he’d love me calling him that next time he was about to blow some guy’s head off.

I was utterly alone in the room, which was miraculous considering we were packed in like sardines. Well, except for whoever had watch duty currently and was stomping around on the roof.

I was about to grab my phone off the table, planning on alerting Fate to my disgruntlement over his scheduling, when Paddy popped up in front of me. I jerked back before my head collided with his kneecap, his cane nowhere to be found.

“You seriously need to work on your entrance. It’s borderline rude.” I leaned back, checking out his golfing plaid. “Late for tee time?”

“Where is he?” Paddy asked, searching the room and ignoring my critique and question.

“Fate? I don’t know.” I narrowed my eyes, looking up at him. “Why?”

“Get up,” he said, waving his hands in an effort to hurry me.

“You haven’t said why yet.” I leaned back into the couch and put my feet up on the table in front of me.

“We’ve got to go meet people.” He reached down to grab my arm, but I yanked it away.

It was an action I was coming to find more and more annoying.



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