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. 

uncertain worse to go from there, ter brow furrowed as she tried to find the right

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

hopeful, but there was also a nervous edge to it. “I

replied after a

up at ‘Hotel Del Rey’… I spent my

Peach’s hands pulled away from his waist and fell to her side

smile graced his features when he noticed her staring intently at him.

repeated, his thumb brushing against

mumbled, “That’s fine I knew what I was signing up for when I accepted your offer

down to press a soft kiss to her forehead “It’s just lunch with a guy friend at Hotel Del Rey,” Elijah suddenly

at him as she said, “Okay.” At two o’clock, Elijah arrived at the front desk of ‘Hotel Del Rey,’ with Matt, and the moment the receptionist saw him, unlike the last time, she recognized his importance and smiled when he uttered, “Is Mr. Checks in? I have an appointment with him.” “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, and cocky smirk. “I don’t think our path has

has made quite a problem for the Hayes, even though you are way below their class and status. Did I get that right?” A comfortable

the receptionist and calmly uttered, “Can you call his room and tell him that

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 crossing a man like Dean, Huh?” When Elijah didn’t answer, he got a bit

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