A cold day in hell

With the sunlight beaming on his face, Elijah stood outside the motel, hands in his pocket, eyes on the sky 

His head was still swimming from all that had happened recently, his mind still reeling with the fact that he was getting married again, and it kind of wared him just a little bit 

So deep in thought, he didn’t hear the door open and didn’t connect with reality until Peach hugged him from the back, wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her head flat on his back 

“Hey,” she said softly, and he could feel the smile formning on her lips even without furning around to look at her “What are you doing out here?” “Thinking.” Elijah answered truthfully, his voice barely above a whisper as well. 

“How much of what Madam Jewel said did you hear yesterday before walking in *** 

“A bit.” 

Silence followed after his answer as her heart frowned at the thought that he might have been hurt by all the awful words Madam Jewel had pwed. 

off, uncertain worse to go from there, ter brow furrowed as she tried to find the right words.” __you know you can talk to me about anything right

his pocket interrupted their conversation, causing Elijah to sigh and pull out his phone And when he saw Bryan Check’s name, he drew a

nervous edge to it. “I got an update, so

replied after a moment

meet up at ‘Hotel Del Rey’… I spent

away from his waist and

eyes, a faint smile graced his features when he noticed

to you about anything.” Elijah repeated, his thumb brushing against her knuckles, “but I can’t

she looked down at their connected hands, and mumbled, “That’s fine I knew what I was signing up for when I accepted your

took Elijah a minute to process what she had said, but he uttered no word, cupped her cheeks, and leaned down to press a soft kiss to her forehead “It’s just lunch with a guy friend at Hotel Del Rey,” Elijah suddenly mumbled against

“It must be a cold day in hell that I would meet you at such a fancy hotel. What are you doing here, Elijah?” A deep voice with a defiant tone echoed. Snapping his brows together, Elijah hesitated to turn, feeling a sense of annoyance sweep through him. When Matt locked eyes with Mason, his eyes darkened and his face contorted into a snarl, wondering who this man was that dared speak down to his boss. Sighing, Elijah finally turned to face Mason, taking in his expensive designer suit, perfectly styled hair,

below their class and status. Did I get that right?” A comfortable crossed the receptionist’s face, remembering the last incident, but Mason had been a long-term member of the club,

caring for interaction with Mason, Elijah turned back to the receptionist and calmly uttered, “Can you call his room and tell him that I am here?”

warm smile before picking up the phone. “Who are you here to meet up with, huh?” Mason asked, getting annoyed that Elijah was ignoring him like his presence was nothing more than a nuisance. “You seem pretty close with… what’s her name… right, ‘Peach!’ at the ceremony the other day, and the shit you said to Dean’s daughter that night… What are you depending on

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