Reap (The Irish Mob Chronicles Book 2) by Kaye Blue

Reap (The Irish Mob Chronicles Book 2) by Kaye Blue

Author:Kaye Blue [Blue, Kaye]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-16T18:30:00+00:00


Seventeen

Eden

Michael had sent me home to rest, but I had done anything but.

All night I had tossed and turned, my mind spinning, my body on fire with thoughts of him.

Seeing him had been a surprise. If I was honest, I could acknowledge that I’d been hiding from him, something I’d thought was justified. I hadn’t known how he would react, didn’t know how I would, so I’d thought it best to stay away.

But staying away had done nothing to banish thoughts of Michael. I’d replayed those moments in the boiler room, both the hotel and the actual pub, over and over again. Had thought of little else.

I had no idea what was happening between us, couldn’t say for sure that anything was happening between us and didn’t have the nerve to seek him out.

But then, last night, when Michael, in his own particular way, had expressed something like care toward me, it changed me. I hadn’t seen that side of him, and I found that I appreciated it, liked it.

Liked him.

Even after what we had shared, it was nearly impossible to imagine, but it occurred to me that maybe, just possibly, Michael was more than the cantankerous, annoying jerk he pretended to be.

Oh, he was all those things, but he was more, and I’d gotten glimpses of that, glimpses that pulled me in even more.

As I dressed the next morning, I told myself I needed to stop this. Needed to keep my wits about me.

Michael might have different sides, but those didn’t erase the years of experience I had with him, and it would be foolish of me to pretend they did.

It would be hard, nearly impossible, especially given how much I wanted him, but I would keep my distance, make sure that I didn’t fall into his bed again, at least not until I had a better idea of what I was dealing with.

I wasn’t foreclosing anything with Michael, but I couldn’t let myself get sucked in by emotion, wouldn’t allow my body to overrule my mind. That admonishment firmly in mind, I drove to work, happy, confident in the decision I had made.

Most mornings, I parked in the very back of the employee lot, an area that was usually deserted. Today, though, I noticed several trucks around the loading dock. I watched them curiously, nodded at the deliverymen as I walked inside.

The replacement kitchen equipment had arrived the day before, and I hadn’t scheduled anything for today. Perhaps Gerald would have an idea of what was going on.

I went inside quickly and found Gerald in our office. He stood in the center of the room, something I might have found odd if I wasn’t used to it by now. He was dressed crisply as usual, but his expression practically screamed his displeasure.

“Is everything okay, Gerald? Did you have a delivery scheduled for today?” I asked.

“I did not,” he replied stiffly. “It seems that was Mr. Murphy’s doing.”

“Really? Did he say what it was?” I asked, wondering what it could be.



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