His Light in the Dark by Natasha Madden EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Natasha Madden
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Salena
Music blares from the stage as I make my way through the crowded
bar toward the tables at the back. I can’t help but grumble under my
breath as I do. I don’t enjoy kicking people out, but my bar is no halfway
house. I walk purposefully toward the booth and the guy slumped over in
the cushioned seat. His chin rests on his chest, thick ebony hair draped over
his features. I knock my knuckles on the table but get no response.
I turn to the guys seated across from him in the booth. “Hey . . . Is he with
you?”
The two men stop laughing and glance over at me. Their eyes slide over
my body, landing on my cleavage and lingering there.
I huff out a frustrated breath and roll my eyes. “Eyes up here, boys, or I’ll
cut them out and feed them to you,” I snap, clicking my fingers in their
faces.
Both men’s eyes jerk to mine, and I watch them swallow roughly.
One of them mumbles a quiet, “Sorry.”
The other answers my question. “No, he was here when we arrived.”
Huh. Okay, then.
I turn to the unconscious man and sigh in frustration. He isn’t a regular.
There’s an air of unfamiliarity about him, as if either new to town or
passing through. I reach over to shake his shoulder, but something stops me.
Frowning, I tilt my head, curiosity getting the better of me. Instead of
waking him, I brush the hair from his forehead aside so I can get a look at
his face.
I draw in a sharp breath, my fingers lingering on his temple. He is
handsome. Not model handsome, more the rough type of handsome. The
kind of man that would draw eyes in a crowd. He has a firm square jaw,
clean shaven, dark eyebrows that even in sleep are drawn together in a
frown. Without thinking, I swipe my thumb over his brow, as if to soothe
whatever might be causing him trouble. My hand travels down his face and
cups his jaw. Slowly, I lift his face. My heart thumps hard against my
ribcage at the sight of three scars that run down his cheek, starting at his
hairline near his temple. Whatever happened to him happened a long time
ago. The cuts have healed, but were deep enough they left thick scars.
As I look at him, my pulse quickens, as if I’m doing something forbidden.
I take in his expensive black suit; his tie is loosened around his neck, and
the top button undone on his white shirt. He looks important, put together.
Apart from being passed out in my bar, that is. Something gold glints inside
his suit jacket, drawing my attention. Being the nosy person I am, I slowly
pull the edge of his jacket aside and draw in a breath at the police badge
clipped at his waist. Or should I say detective badge. Shit.
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