Get Tragic by Vale Lani Lynn

Author:Vale, Lani Lynn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lani Lynn Vale
Published: 2022-07-12T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 15

Me: never again.

Also me: *agains*

-Text from Banger to Salem

BANGER

It’d been a week and a day since the police ball.

It’d been a week and a day since Easton and I had started doing ‘couple’ things.

And where it’d begun at a function where I pretended to be his, it was real life, where we didn’t pretend anything.

The first day after the police ball, we’d both let it all hang out.

I’d told him that I wanted to ‘date’ him over morning coffee, and he’d grinned at me and told me I was crazy for dating the man that stalked me.

In the end, I’d told him, it didn’t matter.

Because he was the one I wanted.

All geeky, stalkerish, gives-good-back-rubs inch of him.

“What’s on your agenda today?” I asked.

He’d been working from home since he’d been hurt, but today, he’d told me he was going back into the office.

I just didn’t know what ‘going back into the office’ meant for him.

It could mean sitting at his desk all day.

It could also mean he was planning on running ten miles while chasing after a lead.

With Easton McKennick, one just didn’t know.

He wasn’t your typical computer tech nerd, that was for sure.

“I’m going to be in a couple of meetings today,” he answered as he took a sip of his coffee. “Trying to play catch up.”

I walked toward him with my own empty coffee cup in hand and stood in front of him until he got the point.

Grinning, he reached behind him blindly and pulled out the carafe holding the coffee, then poured me a mug.

“You know,” I teased. “Most people have those single-serve coffee makers.”

Most people that were fuckin’ rich… like him.

He hadn’t expressly told me how much he made, but I knew he was more than comfortable.

Well, more than comfortable seeing as I’d noticed a few things about him over the last week.

Such as when he got gas in his bike, or diesel in his truck, he didn’t look for the lowest price at all the surrounding places when he pulled in. Nor did he watch the gauge with disgust, and sometimes horror, as it ticked up further and further.

Me, on the other hand? I had an app called ‘Gas Buddy’ that I used to find the cheapest gas around, then watched the pump to make sure that it wasn’t going to go over a thousand dollars—my max when filling up my truck at times—because that would overdraw me until I was paid by my people.

What other things did he do that made me think he was well off?

The fact that he would grocery shop at the mom-and-pop stores.

His favorite place to go was Skinners, a locally owned grocery store.

However, when I’d been in there with him buying this exact coffee, I’d noticed the prices on things. And though they were just a bit over the price that they would be at Walmart or Target, they were sometimes a dollar or more. And by the time that he checked out, that dollar or more added up to thirty dollars or more.

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