Fractured Lies (MAC Security 1)

“Can I get you something to drink?”

“Water please,” I said as Max said, “Beer.”

I bit my lip to keep from saying something, held up the menu and scanned what there was.

“Wings are meant to be good here,” Max said. “My buddy says they’re the best in a fifty-mile radius.”

“That’s nice,” I said.

The waitress came back with the drinks, placed them on the table and pulled out a small pad.

“Are you ready to order?”

“I’ll have the burger, side of wings.”

“Burger as well please,” I said and handed her the menu.

I couldn’t help but feel I was being watched so I looked up and started to scan the room. I stopped at the bar, as a set of chocolate brown eyes stared back at me.

Ty.

Chapter Ten

My breath caught in my throat as his eyes narrowed. I couldn’t move, couldn’t look away. He stepped forward, and for a second I wanted him to come over to me, to talk to me in the only way he could. He had this way of calming me.

Then I came to my senses, I panicked and shot up from the table. The drinks toppling, I reached for my glass of water at the same time that Max grabbed his beer.

“What the-”

“Just going to the…” I looked around for any excuse. “Bathroom.” I walked off before he could reply.

I had to walk past the bar to get to there.

Ty watched every step that I took, his eyes warmed me in a way that was not good. He smirked, his eyes flashed. I knew what that meant and I honestly didn’t know if I could hold myself back this time.

It was wrong to feel anything for somebody other than Max, but I couldn’t help myself. I already felt like I was living two lives; one with Max and one at work.

I wore a mask in front of everyone, Max was the only one who saw the true me, the broken me and the bad me. I wasn’t a good person, I knew that and Max knew that. He was the only one who told me, who was honest with me.

I tilted my head at Ty as I walked past, hoping he would follow but not talk until we were out of sight. I was half way down the darkened hallway when his hand gripped my arm and shoved me through a door.

Mops and cleaning supplies were strewn about, the smell of bleach stung my nose.

“What are you doing here?” Ty asked.

“Max brought me out.” I shrugged and daring to glance up at him.

“No, Kay. What are we doing here?” He pointed to the floor.

I couldn’t bring myself to tell him what was actually going on. I didn’t want him to think less of me. If I told him, I didn’t know what he would do. I’d only worked with him for two weeks and I hadn’t once seen him angry. I hated the thought that I could be on the receiving end of his anger.

“Ty…” I stepped back.

I didn’t want him to know I had lied. What would he think if he knew that one lie out of my mouth always turned into another and then another? That was the thing with lying, to cover the first lie you always had to lie again and then to cover that lie…you get it.

You also had to have a really good memory, because if you couldn’t remember what you’d lied about in the first place then you would slip up.

“The thing is…”