Samphire Shores: An enemies-to-lovers, forced proximity, small town romance. (Puffin Bay Book 4) by Annie Dyer

Author:Annie Dyer [Dyer, Annie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-02-08T18:30:00+00:00

Which was a mistake. We were both fit, playing football, running around the island, occasionally climbing Yr Wyddfa, and working out with the weights Finn had installed in one of the outhouses on his site. But competitiveness meant we didn’t always know where to stop, which also meant we turned up at the Puffin Inn on the winded side.

“Fuck.” Gully blew the word out as soon as he stood still.

I knew exactly what he meant. Two windows were out, there was a fight going on outside the main door, which looked like it’d been jolted off its hinges. Broken glass was everywhere, the sound of it crunching under the feet of both the six or seven people who were fighting and the spectators, a few of whom were being held back.

“What are we doing?” Gully looked to me. “Check on Amelie first and Roman – neither of them are out here.”

“Where are the police?”

“Hopefully on their way.” Gully ran round the side, me following him, heading straight into the pub.

The inside was trashed, tables overturned, bottles smashed. Amelie sounded like she was on the phone to the police. Roman was shouting at two men who were getting angsty with him.

That was the first job.

I looked at Gully, who passed his phone to Amelie, probably for safekeeping. He nodded at me.

We headed straight in together to one of the men who looked like he had been involved in a weekend drinking session, and had probably put a bit too much of the white powder up his nose.

We grabbed an arm at the same time, using the element of surprise and sheer force to move him.

“Let’s get outside, mate. Some fresh air might help.” I braced myself for him starting to struggle, which he did, but this wasn’t mine and Gully’s first rodeo. It definitely wasn’t mine.

“Three. Two. One.” Gully counted down and then we used force again to push him as far away as possible.

He was drunk, rocky on his feet, and the direction we sent him in had a slight slope, which meant he was on his arse within seconds. People were spilling out what felt like everywhere. Sirens were becoming louder, the police getting closer. Someone was vomiting onto a patch of grass.

Another fight started, but didn’t last long.

Caleb had the hose pipe out and soaked the two men like they were a pair of scrapping cats.

We turned around and saw Roman marching out with the other guy, who was sporting a split lip.

“Get in, we’re locking up. Police are near.” Roman’s words were quick and loud.

Another glance at Gully and we followed Roman into the pub, Caleb following us then bolted the doors behind.

“What the fuck’s happened, Amelie?” Gully asked

He gave Caleb a smack on the back as a well done. The noise outside was still booming.

She shook her head. A few of the bar staff took seats at the bar. Roman poured himself a whisky.

“I don’t know. I had a call that it was kicking off, so we headed straight down.

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