For The Fight (Romantic Suspense) (Beyond Blood, #2) - Plot & Excerpts
My hair was in a bun, but strands still escaped and plastered themselves to my face. I really should not have been helping Kite organize the bar, but I'd caught him grumbling about everything that wasn't getting done because, and I quote, “Jacob was out pretending to be Batman.” No single braincell of mine should have felt sympathy for this man. Especially after he'd guilted me into a bargain I got no benefit from, but... well. I don't know. Sometimes Kite was a brute, and other times I saw something soft and tender and hurt behind those black marble eyes of his. So here I was, stacking boxes behind the bar on a Tuesday morning. No one else was here besides Kite, not even the bar tender whose name I'd learned was Anabelle. Apparently, as much as she was willing to put up with, she refused to load and restock before her shifts began. Wiping my hands on my jeans, I looked over the bottles behind the bar. The two men who owned the Corner Velvet stocked it with some high quality stuff.
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