Love Came Back (a Pyro-Princess Design and Style novel Book 1) by Stephanie Nicole Garza Page B
Authors: Stephanie Nicole Garza
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When we got to a high rise building, Konner parked in a designated lot and I rolled in next to him. Thank God it’s near a door. I like exercise, but I did not want to work up a sweat, I was already nervous about the night ahead. If anything happened beyond dinner and a movie. Getting out, I walked up to the front of his Camaro to wait for him. He locked up his Camaro and offered me his hand.
15
Truth Will Out
..:Siddaleigh::..
It shouldn’t have been so damn comfortable. My hand in his. His strong, callused hand and fingers entwined with my much smaller, softer ones, gave me a feeling of utter- safeness .
“So, this is where you live? Nice. Looks expensive.”
“Yes, but it has the best security and that’s something I don’t mess around with when it comes to my wee baby sister. And m’self as well. Always be prepared. Hooyah.” He raised his hand in the air and made a fist.
Laughing at the word, I asked him what that meant.
“A lot of military branches have their own battle cry. Hooyah is the SEALs. Alright, princess, let’s go see what I got in the fridge.”
Konner led me inside, and when we walked in, my eyes almost bugged out.
“Konner, this is like, huge.” I walked in front of him to scope out my surroundings and his apartment was modern with a little bit of girly thrown in.
“I am hoping you were not the decorator.” When I turned back to look at him, a blush crept up his neck and I couldn’t keep the laughter in.
“Well, we’ll see whose laughing later, love. I am usually never here. I told my sister to do what she wished.”
Walking around Konner, I sat at a bar top that opened up into the kitchen. Konner walked to his fridge and pulled out two steaks that seemed to have been marinating. When I asked him what they were marinated in, he gave me a wicked smile and said, “Irish Whiskey. I take m’ancestry seriously, banphrionsa . We do make the best of everything.”
His eyes shined with mischief and I couldn’t help but think to myself, no doubt they do. I am looking at the best thing that country ever made. Good Lord Almighty. Each and every time he moved, his muscles rippled and flexed. They made me want to let out a growl. That’s me, a lioness, hear me roar. Or maybe howl at the moon? That’s it. I was meant to be a werewolf in another life.
Gimme a break. Think about something else. Other than his hard muscles.
Look somewhere else, Siddaleigh!
I focused on my surroundings, getting a feel for the place and realized I was hungrier than I originally thought when my stomach gurgled and growled.
“Ha, babe, someone’s hungry.”
“Shut it Konner, how long until those steaks are ready? I like mine well done.” I didn’t know what to say to him. I couldn’t think up anything. “What are you doing with your time off?”
“Well, I have been rehabbing my leg already for four months, I was told up to nine months. Maybe less. Hopefully I’ll be done by Christmas. I’ve been working some with me athair, my father. He owns a construction company, O’Brian & Sons but often during the lull period, I work as a partner with Lucan, my cousin, in his dad’s security firm. Since I can’t do much since I work for Uncle Sam and with my rehabilitation, I mainly gather Intel for my uncle if or when he needs it. But mostly I love working with my hands. There’s a feeling of accomplishment when you’re done and there’s beauty in the glory. How about you? What do you do for fun, banphrionsa ?”
Konner was cutting up vegetables and just looking at him working that knife like he was master of chefery, or whatever it’s called, made me want to be the handle. He welded it so gracefully.
“I work a lot, and I still go to school. I don’t have a lot of free time, so I guess when I have time to spare, I read. Historical romance books are my favorite. But lately, Mags has gotten me into the New Adult kick, and it’s like a plague. It’s all I can do to get
When we got to a high rise building, Konner parked in a designated lot and I rolled in next to him. Thank God it’s near a door. I like exercise, but I did not want to work up a sweat, I was already nervous about the night ahead. If anything happened beyond dinner and a movie. Getting out, I walked up to the front of his Camaro to wait for him. He locked up his Camaro and offered me his hand.
15
Truth Will Out
..:Siddaleigh::..
It shouldn’t have been so damn comfortable. My hand in his. His strong, callused hand and fingers entwined with my much smaller, softer ones, gave me a feeling of utter- safeness .
“So, this is where you live? Nice. Looks expensive.”
“Yes, but it has the best security and that’s something I don’t mess around with when it comes to my wee baby sister. And m’self as well. Always be prepared. Hooyah.” He raised his hand in the air and made a fist.
Laughing at the word, I asked him what that meant.
“A lot of military branches have their own battle cry. Hooyah is the SEALs. Alright, princess, let’s go see what I got in the fridge.”
Konner led me inside, and when we walked in, my eyes almost bugged out.
“Konner, this is like, huge.” I walked in front of him to scope out my surroundings and his apartment was modern with a little bit of girly thrown in.
“I am hoping you were not the decorator.” When I turned back to look at him, a blush crept up his neck and I couldn’t keep the laughter in.
“Well, we’ll see whose laughing later, love. I am usually never here. I told my sister to do what she wished.”
Walking around Konner, I sat at a bar top that opened up into the kitchen. Konner walked to his fridge and pulled out two steaks that seemed to have been marinating. When I asked him what they were marinated in, he gave me a wicked smile and said, “Irish Whiskey. I take m’ancestry seriously, banphrionsa . We do make the best of everything.”
His eyes shined with mischief and I couldn’t help but think to myself, no doubt they do. I am looking at the best thing that country ever made. Good Lord Almighty. Each and every time he moved, his muscles rippled and flexed. They made me want to let out a growl. That’s me, a lioness, hear me roar. Or maybe howl at the moon? That’s it. I was meant to be a werewolf in another life.
Gimme a break. Think about something else. Other than his hard muscles.
Look somewhere else, Siddaleigh!
I focused on my surroundings, getting a feel for the place and realized I was hungrier than I originally thought when my stomach gurgled and growled.
“Ha, babe, someone’s hungry.”
“Shut it Konner, how long until those steaks are ready? I like mine well done.” I didn’t know what to say to him. I couldn’t think up anything. “What are you doing with your time off?”
“Well, I have been rehabbing my leg already for four months, I was told up to nine months. Maybe less. Hopefully I’ll be done by Christmas. I’ve been working some with me athair, my father. He owns a construction company, O’Brian & Sons but often during the lull period, I work as a partner with Lucan, my cousin, in his dad’s security firm. Since I can’t do much since I work for Uncle Sam and with my rehabilitation, I mainly gather Intel for my uncle if or when he needs it. But mostly I love working with my hands. There’s a feeling of accomplishment when you’re done and there’s beauty in the glory. How about you? What do you do for fun, banphrionsa ?”
Konner was cutting up vegetables and just looking at him working that knife like he was master of chefery, or whatever it’s called, made me want to be the handle. He welded it so gracefully.
“I work a lot, and I still go to school. I don’t have a lot of free time, so I guess when I have time to spare, I read. Historical romance books are my favorite. But lately, Mags has gotten me into the New Adult kick, and it’s like a plague. It’s all I can do to get
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