Monsters

Read Online Monsters by Liz Kay - Free Book Online Page A

Book: Monsters by Liz Kay Read Free Book Online
Authors: Liz Kay
Ads: Link
sleep.”
    â€¢Â Â Â â€¢Â Â Â â€¢
    Tommy is leaning against the wall by the front window watching for Jason, who’s about fifteen minutes late.
    â€œLunch is ready to go whenever you want it,” Daniel says to Tommy.
    â€œPerfect,” Tommy says. “Sounds great.” It actually sounds like Tommy’s not paying much attention.
    â€œAlso, I was checking your calendar, and it looks like you have a reservation tonight. Dinner plans. What do you want to do about that?”
    Tommy knocks his head back against the wall. “Shit. I forgot. You’re gonna have to call Hannah. Tell her not tonight. Maybe some night next week.”
    â€œGreat,” Daniel says, and he makes a face at me. “That’s gonna be a fun call.” He rolls his eyes.
    I laugh. “Are you really so important you can’t break your own dates? That’s kind of shitty.”
    Daniel nods. “Isn’t it? He doesn’t like to ‘make his own arrangements,’” he says, making these dramatic air quotes.
    â€œDaniel knows my schedule better than I do. I don’t need to talk to her, and she doesn’t need my number.”
    â€œWow. You really are a dick.”
    Daniel nods. “This is what I’m trying to tell you. He is un-fucking-believable.”
    â€œOkay, hold on, it’s not that I don’t want her to be able to reach me, but I don’t need my number getting out. If she wants to talk to me, she can just call Daniel.”
    â€œAnd I can tell her he’s ‘not really available right now,’” Daniel says, punctuating with his fingers again.
    â€œExactly,” Tommy says.
    It’s horrible, but I laugh. “God, you’re an asshole.”
    He shrugs. “But I sleep like a baby.”
    â€œNo. I bet you do because in my experience babies sleep like assholes who interrupt everyone with their random, selfish demands for more tit.”
    Daniel laughs, and Tommy just smiles. “That was pretty good, Stace. I’m gonna let that one slide.” He turns to Daniel. “Keep the reservation. I’ll take Stacey.”
    â€œI don’t want to go to dinner with you.”
    â€œShut up. It’s a nice place,” he says. “You’ll like it.” He looks out the window again. “Jason’s here.”
    â€¢Â Â Â â€¢Â Â Â â€¢
    Jason is awfully cute but a little short. I know he’s in his mid-forties, but he could pass for my age easily. He has this curly brown hair and asweet baby face and this one great dimple on just the left side. When he shakes my hand, he smiles really wide, and it makes me smile too.
    â€œSo you are Stacey,” he says, leaning his arm against the bar. Tommy is fixing us something to drink. “I have to admit, I didn’t know what to expect.” He makes an apologetic face. “Your book is a little scary, you know.” He laughs.
    He doesn’t seem to think I’m scary though. His eyes keep dropping to my chest, but I pretend I don’t notice. I don’t actually mind.
    â€œJason, I know you’re having scotch. Stacey?”
    â€œNo. No scotch. Maybe vodka.”
    â€œTommy tells me you live in Omaha,” Jason says. “You don’t strike me as all that Nebraskan.”
    I put my hand up to take the drink that Tommy holds out, but I keep my eyes on Jason. “Really? You can’t picture me out with the tractors and cows?” I raise my eyebrow.
    â€œNot really.” He laughs. “Should we have a seat?”
    He motions to the couch. He sits on one end, and I sit on the other, but I turn sideways, sit on my hip, so my knees are pointing toward him. I lean my arm against the back of the couch. I take a drink. The vodka is nice and cold. The vodka is great.
    â€œSo tell me about yourself,” Jason says.
    I smile. “There’s not much to tell.”
    He reaches over, picks a copy of my

Similar Books

The Power of Love

Serena Akeroyd

Stolen Pleasures

Gina Berriault

Remember to Forget

Deborah Raney

6 A Thyme to Die

Joyce Lavene

My Father's Rifle

Hiner Saleem

A Vampire's Promise

Carla Susan Smith

City of Pearl

Karen Traviss