Fractured Lies (MAC Security 1)

“Yeah?”

“Those weren’t on the video footage,” I whispered “They were turned off.”

His eyes moved back and forth. From up here you could see nearly the whole course and the main road that led into the country club.

“What can I get you to drink sir?”

“I’ll have a whiskey,” my heart stuttered, the thought of Ty drinking that made me feel sick.

“Madam?”

“Water please,” I croaked.

“Be right with you” he said and walked away.

I looked down, opening and re folding my napkin several times.

“Kay?”

“Hmmm?”

“You good?”

“Yeah,” I shifted my eyes to his “It’s just…whiskey.”

“What about it?” he reached out and took my hand, his thumb doing that stroking thing again.

“That’s what Max always smelt like when…”

“Ah fuck,” he spat. Several people looked our way, brows raised and sneers on their faces. Ty didn’t pay them any attention.

“It doesn’t matter,” I shook my head watching as the waiter brought us our drinks. I didn’t want to stop him drinking.

“I’ll have water instead.” Ty waved his whiskey off and turned back to me.

“But sir I’ll still have to charge-”

“That’s fine.” I took a sip of my water, relieved that my throat wasn’t as dry. I tried to tell him that it was fine but he wasn’t having any of it and waved the waiter away again.

“Is there a menu?” I asked to change the subject.

Ty chuckled, the sound so deep and hearty. “Sweetheart,” he leaned back, “It’s a set menu.”

“Oh.”

Four courses. Lots of food later and I could barely move I was that stuffed.

“I can’t eat anymore” I moaned when they put desserts in front of us.

Ty’s chuckle sent a warmth through me, I smiled wide and rested my chin on my hand.

“I love your laugh.”

“You do?” he leaned forward.

“Yeah”

“I love your smile,” he said in a throaty voice.