Fit Hits the Shan - A Jake Burbank mystery thriller chapter two
CHAPTER TWO The smell of bacon was stronger inside the door and his stomach answered the crackle and sizzle with a roar of it’s own. Gretchen took his cup from his hand as he stepped into the kitchen and steered him toward the bistro table in the breakfast nook. She waited until he was seated and topped off his cup. Jake couldn’t help but put ups his guard. People weren’t nice to him unless they wanted something, and Gretchen being nice was twice as bad. She hadn’t been that nice to begin with. Sure, she was nice to look at, an amazing treat for the eyes from her crafted fashionable hair to the tips of her pedicured toes. Grey green eyes that sparkled in laughter or burned with anger, depending on her mood, and topped off with an attitude and intelligence that came off as half sass and all brass. “Thank you,” he sighed as he took the cup from her and cradled it in her hands. She patted him on the back of the head and let her fingers drift down to the...