Overboard (A Crow's Nest Novel Book 2) by Raulerson Natasha

Author:Raulerson, Natasha [Raulerson, Natasha]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Wild Obsidian Press, LLC
Published: 2020-01-27T16:00:00+00:00

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Everyone in the house was dancing, smiling, or laughing. The music bounced off the walls, giving an energetic, infectious feel throughout. Cassidy spun around, taking it all in. When the door shut behind them, she pulled her cap off, letting her long hair loose. The conversations switched back and forth from English to Spanish. Even though Cassidy was fluent, it took a minute to adjust to the atmosphere. The smell of food made her stomach growl. The last time she’d eaten had been earlier in the day at the boathouse.

Maricela left her at the door, and went in, her scowl replaced with a smile as she greeted everyone and disappeared into the kitchen at the back of the house. Despite the many feet on the floor, somehow the white tile was still immaculate. The brown leather couches were reserved for the elderly folk who all sat, eating and seat-dancing to the music.

Everyone gave Cassidy a sidelong long glance. She wasn’t the only blond in the room, but she wasn’t Latina in any sense—more so she wasn’t family. Miguel shouldn’t have brought her here.

He walked up, putting a hand on the small of her back. “Relax.”

Speak of the devil.

The touch made her back tingle, made tension seep out of her shoulders, and as much as she wanted to stay near him, Cassidy pulled away. Before Miguel could say anything, a short woman, with dark brown hair that had silver stripes through it came over.

“Miguel! Mi hijo!” She pulled him into a hug as a smile spread across his face.

They spoke in Spanish, catching up, before his mother slapped him upside the back of the head and asked why the police were after him. Cassidy didn’t let on that she knew what they were saying. She took a step back, staying by the door while they continued talking. With any luck, she might be able to melt through it and disappear through to the other side.

Instead, Miguel’s mother looked right at her with the same almond eyes her son had. Cassidy sucked in a breath and picked at her nails. She didn’t need another lecture, warning, or threat. There had been plenty of those recently. Even from her parents, though more subtle. It seemed no matter which way she turned, Cassidy had animosity aimed at her. Maybe this was her punishment for not having been there for Meredith. Some sort of penance she had to pay. Before Miguel, she’d felt on her own in this vendetta—and for a brief moment after, she’d let herself be comforted by his presence.

Cassidy expected more of the judgment she’d received from Maricela, but instead, Mrs. Cortez clasped strong hands in front of her. The yellow of her dress accented the darkness of her brown skin. She tilted her head, and then gave her a warm smile.

“Welcome to my home, Cassidy!” Her voice carried much more of an accent than Miguel’s or Maricela. Not inner city, but old country. “We will get you food and drink.

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