Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 526 Did You Smoke?

Deirdre was all smiles and joy, her tone playful and adorable. But Declan sniped a concerned glance at Kyran and saw an icy visage shadowed by guilt. His eyes were so hollow and devoid of light they could have belonged to a corpse.

“Let me do the honors, Miss McKinnon. Kyran’s a little tired from the drive.”

She stopped, stunned for a moment, and smiled. “Well, I won’t say no to that. Thanks!”

Declan rolled up his sleeves. “Pleasure’s all mine. Working in the kitchen could probably help me sober up.”

He stepped into the kitchen and began looking. He found it easily enough, but as he passed it to Deirdre, she thanked him and asked, “Did you really drink?”

He paused. His smile became a little mechanical. “What do you mean?”

“You don’t smell like you had booze. You smell like cigarettes.”

left on the journey, and then I smoked a cigarette outside. The smell must

noncommittally. “I get the necessity of social events with customers and clients, but I sure hope you’d drink and smoke less, Mr. King. Those things don’t do your health

I don’t even like

kitchen. Declan helped Deirdre lay it out on the table when the meal was

There was no answer.

sign of him. “The man told me he didn’t have enough rest yesterday, so I guess he must be taking a power

always reheat dinner later. We’re not in

the end, the two of them had dinner together. It seemed ennui spurred Declan into a conversation machine because he and Deirdre had a very lively conversation involving all

didn’t quite manage to settle back in Eastgene when it happened, right? Sorry. You had to rush all the way back here

the perfect excuse to hightail out of there. But well… Now is not the time to

over, Declan took dishes duty upon himself. Deirdre got up the stairs, ready to take a break when she passed by Kyran’s

As soon as it opened, a smoke wave crashed onto Deirdre’s face,

a little,”

it was not ‘a little‘. That much Deirdre could tell. The stench was so thick it came not from him but the

asked, “Why? Bad