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.

handing me the finished result

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

wasn't totally sure if he wanted

Emma's words ring in my mind - we weren't together. I'm single. I can experiment and figure it out for myself, it's all going to be

me, motioning for me to pass the milk across

as Daryl all but pours the white liquid in

this moment right now, it was strange. Hopefully I hadn't actually upset him because

coffee, eyes never leaving mine. "Nice, huh?" he repeats, his voice laced with

a sip of my own coffee. The cold brew is delicious, but it does little

he asks, leaning against

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

only to rub it in? But I would like to

can't admit that I went for dinner before sucking his best-friend off in his car! My first date with Daryl had been ice cream and

dinner and then came back home," I say with a forced casualness, hoping

he simply nods and takes another sip of his coffee. I

silence stretches between us, filled with unspoken words and

"So, any plans for today? Last free day of the weekend before school tomorrow!" I ask, hoping to

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

maybe he does know and he's pissed off

or something if you wanted?" I suggest suddenly, feeling the guilt eat through me knowing that I didn't want to completely

what I wanted

hint of surprise. "Yeah, that sounds good,"

but feel relieved. Maybe things won't be as awkward as I had

my past to help you understand me a little better

and him. It didn't feel right that I had opened up so much to Vincent when Daryl was left