The Marvelous Elijah’s Return

Chapter 75

Acold 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 scared 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 forming on her lips even without turning 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 spewed.

“Elijah, you don‘t...” Peach trailed off, uncertain where to go from there, her brow furrowed as she tried to find the right words. “...you know you can talk to me about anything, right?”

There was a brief pause and then the 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 a deep breath and then answered the call,” What‘s up?”

“Can you join me for lunch?” Bryan‘s voice sounded almost hopeful, but there was also a nervous edge to it. “I got an update, so can you meet me to talk about it.”

“I can,” Elijah replied after a moment of hesitation.

“Great! We can meet up at ‘Hotel Del Rey‘... I spent my night here, so I am waiting for you.”

I am on my

pulled away from his waist and fell to her side as she just stood there, remembering rule one.

to meet her eyes, a faint smile graced his features

can talk to you about anything,” Elijah repeated, his thumb brushing against her knuckles,

and mumbled, “That‘s fine... I knew what I was signing up for when I

uttered no word,

guy friend at Hotel

back

a part of her grew slightly hopeful that he might be trusting her just abil. Then she slowly nodded, smiling, brixlıtly up at him as

‘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?

cold day in hell that I would meet you at such a fancy hotel. What are

together, Elijah hesitated to turn, feeling a sense of annoyance

Mason, his eyes darkened and his face contorted into a snarl, wondering who this man was that

in his expensive designer

she divorced you, and now, 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 crossed the receptionist‘s face, remembering the last incident, but Mason had been a long–term member of the club, and because of his closeness with Bryan she didn‘t want to meddle

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

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 pissed off, grabbed Elijah by the shoulder,

his throat when Matt grabbed his wrist, twisting

lobby... like right now.” The

fuck do you think you are to touch me?” Mason demanded, stepping forward

don‘t know.” Matt taunted, raising a single

intervened, grabbing Mason‘s other wrist and twirling him around, banging his

hard is it for you to take simple instructions,” Elijah demanded, “and do as told?”

moment or two before saying, “You‘ll pay greatly if you don‘t let me go,

wooden surface, and lie finally mumbled, “My patience is

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