Truce?: Hating Elijah Monroe by Amelia Kingston

Author:Amelia Kingston [Kingston, Amelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: An Enemies to Lovers Romantic Comedy
Publisher: Amelia Kingston Books
Published: 2019-09-30T18:30:00+00:00

Now…

“Ahhhhh!!!” Alisha and I scream in unison, running into each other’s arms. I don’t even let her get in the front door. It took a month of guilt trips, but she’s finally here for a long weekend. I made her share her location and tracked her phone the whole drive. I’d be an epic stalker. I’ve been standing on the front porch, pacing, for the past fifteen minutes, waiting for her to pull up. She only makes it two steps out of the car before I practically tackle her to the ground.

“I missed you so much,” I hum into her ear, squeezing her tight.

“Missed you too, babe.”

“Come on. I saved you some cake. If that isn’t love, I don’t know what is.”

I grab her hand and drag her into the house. We pull up a couple bar stools and each chow down on Bev’s epic devil’s food cake. I smirk, knowing it’s Elijah’s favorite and I’m eating the last slice.

“This place is like a time capsule,” Alisha says through a mouthful of cake.

“Told you. Weaverton is painfully, boringly, consistent,” I concede.

“I think it’s cute. Quaint. Besides, there are worse things in the world than being consistent,” she quips. “Speaking of which, how’s it going with the El Diablo?”

“Ugh. He’s pushing a massive PR campaign. He has the whole damn town convinced he’s perfect. He’s like their patron saint. Only I know he’s truly evil. Speaking of which…” I bat my eyes and give her a sweet smile, my standard begging face. “I need to ask you a favor.”

“Wow. That was fast. I’ve been here all of five minutes.” She looks down at her empty plate. It’s all but licked clean. “That’s what the cake was for. You were buttering me up.”

“Guilty.”

“Elijah isn’t the only evil one...”

I roll my eyes at her. “Oh, please. You love me.”

“Yeah, we’ll see. What’s this favor?”

“I need an additional chaperone for a field trip tomorrow.”

“But I’m on vacation.” Alisha whines worse than my six-year-olds.

“I know, but I really need your help.”

“Can’t you get one of the parents to help?”

“I could…” I trail off, grabbing both our plates and heading to the sink.

“But…” Alisha stares at me expectantly, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

“But, it’s at Elijah’s fire station and I really need you to run interference.”

She cocks her head to the side and asks, “Interference?”

“Yeah, in case he starts in with the snide comments and I try to kill him.”

“You know my favorite thing about you? Your emotional maturity. I’m so glad you’re state certified to teach the future of America.”

I splash some dish water at her. “Bite me. I’m the consummate professional so long as Elijah Monroe isn’t involved.”

“Sure you are, Short Stack,” Alisha chides with a giggle.

“Don’t you dare call me that.” I grab the hose from the sink and douse her.

Her shoulders bunch up in shock and her mouth drops open. “You so did not just hose me!”

“I so did. And I’d do it again.”

“Watch yourself, Delaney. I know where you live,” she threatens.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.