Shadows In Durango

Chapter 63

*****Sofia's POV*****

Last night I had fallen asleep with Emma by my side which had seriously helped to relieve any anxiety that I still had after my date with Vincent.

Waking up before Emma for a change, I head straight for a shower and to dress.

I next head downstairs to see if I could make myself a coffee with Vincent's fancy machine that I had watched the others use many of times before now - always wondering if I could attempt to make my own.

Finding nobody around, I grab a mug, before standing before the luxurious machine, its gold spouts and coffee pods teasing my curiosity.

Humming a song as I fiddled around and put the pod into what I had hoped was the right part of the machine, I hadn't even heard someone enter the kitchen from behind me until:

"Beat me to it today huh?" I shriek and turn on my heels to find Daryl, his tired eyes and lazy smirk putting me a little at ease.

At least he didn't seem too pissed off about my date with Vincent...

"Want me to show you how it works?" He offers, as I nod slowly and watch him approach.

Opening up another part of the machine, he removes my pod and swaps its location with a chuckle - causing me to mutter under my breath since I had been almost certain that I had it in the right slot before he proceeds to check the water level - finding that it was full.

He then turns it on at the side, bringing a little screen to life with options of how I want the coffee to be made - making it more straight forward than I even knew.

"Ooooh, iced?!" I point to the one that I wanted to try, enjoying cold brews as he nods and selects it, placing my cup under the spout.

The machine jumps to life, before a little flap opens and drops crushed ice down before the coffee itself pours into the mix.

the finished result as I beam at him and move to retrieve it

over at his back as he makes his own morning coffee, I can't help but feel bad for what I had done with Vincent in his car only

certain we had a spark, but I wasn't totally sure if he wanted something serious or

- we weren't together. I'm single. I can experiment and figure

your date with Vin go?" Daryl turns towards me, motioning for me to pass the milk across to him which I do so with a heavy gulp. This

but pours the white liquid in to his cup and stops to mix it together with a

it was strange.

eyes never leaving mine. "Nice, huh?" he repeats, his voice laced with an emotion to which I can't quite place. Is it curiosity? Disappointment? Jealousy

a sip of my own coffee. The cold brew is

then?" he asks, leaning against the

checked my phone this morning to see if Vincent had gotten my text last night... maybe I had been too

I would like to believe that he would have a little

that I went for dinner before sucking his best-friend off in his car! My first date with Daryl had been ice cream and a kiss, which was magical in its own right, but compared to my time with Vincent -

nice dinner and then came back home," I say with a forced casualness, hoping that he wouldn't press

he simply nods and takes another sip of his coffee. I can't tell if he knows or not, which

stretches between us, filled with unspoken words

deciding to change the subject. "So, any plans for today? Last free day of the weekend

the usual stuff. I'll maybe hit the gym later

some steam... maybe he does know and he's pissed

up, then see what she's doing, but we could maybe grab lunch or something if you wanted?" I suggest suddenly,

didn't know what I wanted

good," he says,

eases slightly, and I can't help but feel relieved. Maybe things won't be as awkward as I had

talk to you, and maybe explain some more things about my past to help you understand me a little better - if you would be willing to listen?" I test, as Daryl seems taken aback

the most caring and understanding between Vincent and him. It didn't feel right that I had opened up so much to Vincent when Daryl was left in the dark about who I was and