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I obey, simply because I am thirsty.
Setting down the glass after gulping its contents, I stare at him as he plates the food. “Where did you get all that?”
Why am I asking all the wrong questions?
“I went out. Your fridge was empty.”
He offers nothing more, and I stare at his back as he moves to the stove.
The silence that ensues is not uncomfortable, but it makes me fidget.
I slip out to take a rushed shower and change into clean clothes.
When I return after fifteen minutes, he is pouring coffee, and he glances up at me.
I don’t miss the appreciation in his eyes at the pale blue blouse I put on. My leggings are black and comfortable.
I blush slightly at that look.
This is such a domestic scene that I don’t know how to react to it.
I sit at the table, and he puts a plate heaped with food in front of me. It has eggs, bacon, toast, some fruit, and it is all arranged so artfully that it makes me reluctant to destroy it.
Fergus takes a seat opposite me.
His black shirt has the two buttons from the top open, and his sleeves are rolled up to his elbow, revealing long black tattoos with intricate designs. None of which are the snake tattoo. His dark brown hair is ruffled as if he’d been running his fingers through it, but he looks wide awake.
He raises a brow when he sees me staring at him. “You’re going to have to say something at some point.”
My hands curl around the fork on my plate. “Do you, uh, do this for all your customers? You know, look after them if they get drunk?”
He leans back in his seat, arms crossed over his chest, giving me a magnificent view. “You weren’t drunk, Sarah. Your drink was spiked. And no, I don’t. You’re special.”
My fingers tighten on the fork until my knuckles are white.
I already knew what I was getting into when I went looking for some of the men that Bryan used to run around with, but I didn’t anticipate that they would try to come after me.
Fergus is studying me, and I blink as his words register on me.
“What? What do you mean I’m…?”
I can’t get the word out. I also can’t manage to suppress the thrill at hearing it even though I know I should.
When I see the small smile on his face, I curse myself for having such fair skin.
“Exactly what I said. I can’t seem to leave you alone. The minute I take my eyes off you, either you’re trying to flirt with a local gangbanger, or you’re getting your drink spiked.”
I make a face at that. “You’re making me sound like a ditzy idiot. That’s not very nice.”
Fergus reaches over and nudges my plate towards me, grinning. “Eat.”
I purse my lips and dig my fork into a piece of scrambled egg, a little viciously. “I’m not an idiot.”
Fergus sips his coffee, raising a brow. “I never said you were.”
I feel a little hurt at his words and my shoulders droop. I am not an idiot. I had always been this way, a little talkative, friendly, and maybe a little reckless. Although, my recklessness these days is stemming from my desperation to find my baby brother.
