Killian: A West Bend Saints Romance Read Online Free PDF

her from over here any more, she’ll be justified in thinking I’m a stalker.
    Not more than ten minutes later, she’s back and standing in front of my table. “Here. Try this.” She sets down a glass of iced coffee on the table.
    I peer into the liquid. “Coffee ice cubes?”
    “And espresso. So it’s not watered down. You said you needed caffeine.”
    I take a sip of the coffee drink. “You’re alright, cupcake. This is good shit.”
    “Enough with the names.”
    “Sure thing, muffin.”
    She glares at me. “Never mind. I take back the coffee.”
    “Too late, bear claw.”
    She shakes her head slowly, one hand on her hip, her lips pursed.
    I shrug. "You’re right. Bear claw wasn't very good. I'm pretty much out of pastry names, unless you want me to call you doughnut. Or cream puff? Wait. Hang on – what are the long ones with the cream inside?"
    She narrows her eyes at me. “Is that a crude innuendo?”
    “It wasn’t, but I like where your mind is at.” I remember the pastry name. “Éclair.”
    Lily rolls her eyes. “I’ll get you a to-go cup for that coffee, then.”
    “Nah, I’m just fine here, sugar ,” I call to her retreating back as she passes the counter, the kitchen doors swinging behind her.
    I don’t know if it’s the coffee or seeing her, but there’s an extra spring in my step when I leave the coffee shop. Halfway down the block, I run into Luke.
    “Am I losing my mind or did you just walk out of a bakery?” Luke asks. “A cupcake bakery with a pink sign over the door?”
    “Shut up.”
    Luke laughs. “Tell me you went in for one of the froufrou coffee drinks in there.”
    I shrug. “So what if I did, little brother?” I ask, wrapping my arm around his neck and putting him in a headlock. “Maybe I like little froufrou drinks.”
    Luke makes a faux strangling noise and I let him go. “What are you doing in town?” he asks. “I thought you were all about shunning us and staying up in your cabin. Are you coming down from on high to grant us with your presence?”
    “I had to retreat to my cabin to get away from you and Autumn and all your lovey-dovey bullshit. I think the two of you might be worse than the twins and their girls.”
    “Hell no. Worse than Elias and Silas? Now you’re being insulting.”
    I'm just ragging on him. No one is as annoying as Elias and Silas are with the women in their lives. Elias hooked up with River, this big Hollywood movie star. He keeps trying to get me to come over and hang out with them, but what the hell do I have in common with a movie star? Silas is with Tempest, who’s a con artist, which is actually pretty okay, I guess.
    “Alright. All three of you are equally disgusting.”
    Luke laughs. “You’ll meet some girl and be as disgusting as we are, eventually.”
    I stop walking and give him a raised eyebrow. “You going to keep saying dumb shit like that?”
    “I’m screwing around with you, man,” Luke says, laughing. “God, the look on your face. Shit, no. I can’t see you being all gaga over some girl.”
    I grunt in response. I’m not going gaga over some girl ever. Period. Just because I drove thirty minutes into town for a cup of coffee doesn’t remotely mean I’m gaga over that girl in the bakery, either.
    “So why did you come out of hiding?” Luke asks. “You’ve been up there since you got back."
    I shrug. “Just taking care of some business in town.”
    Total lie. I have no business in town to take care of. But hell if I’m going to admit that to Luke.
    “You alright, man?” Luke asks, stopping at the end of the sidewalk. “You’re not sitting up there in the woods crying and shit, are you?”
    “Shut the fuck up, Luke.” I shake my head at him as I unlock the truck.
    “Autumn wants you to come down tomorrow for dinner,” he says.
    “I don’t know." I groan. “I-”
    “Don’t give me grief, Killian. You know Autumn. If she wants you at dinner, you’re going to have to be at dinner. Besides,