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.

you want." Daryl confirms, handing me the finished result as I

help but feel

we had a spark, but I wasn't totally sure if he wanted something serious or not - especially after he had

weren't together. I'm single. I can experiment and figure it out for myself, it's all going to be just

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

had never really felt tense around him until this moment right now, it was strange. Hopefully I

takes a sip of his coffee, eyes never leaving mine. "Nice, huh?" he repeats, his voice laced with an emotion

discomfort by taking a sip of my own coffee. The

you two get up to then?" he asks, leaning against the counter, his

did? I hadn't checked my phone this morning to see if Vincent had gotten my text last night...

he already told Daryl about what we did together only to rub it in? But I would like to

with Daryl had been ice cream and a kiss, which was magical in its own right, but compared to my time with Vincent - the dates were horrific to even

I say with a forced casualness, hoping that he

sip of his coffee. I can't tell if he knows

filled with unspoken

plans for today? Last free day of the weekend before school tomorrow!" I

Just the usual stuff. I'll maybe hit the gym later to let off some steam." He pauses, then adds, "What

he does know and he's

the wall. "I'm going to wait til Emma wakes up, then see what she's doing, but we could maybe grab lunch or something if you wanted?" I suggest suddenly, feeling the guilt eat through me knowing that I didn't want

know what I wanted

light up with a hint of surprise. "Yeah, that sounds good," he says, a small smile playing on

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

you, and maybe explain some more things about my past to help you understand me a little better - if you would

to know everything, especially since he had always been the most caring and understanding between Vincent and him. It didn't feel right that I had opened up so much to