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“You’re late,” Emory scolded as I walked behind the counter. I rolled my eyes as I tucked my messenger bag under the counter and pushed my glasses back up my nose. I made a mental note to stop by the optometrists later to get them adjusted. “Yes, I’m less than five minutes late. Sorry, the bus was running a little late this morning.” She huffed at my response. “You know, Reena, we need someone that is going to be reliable and on time. If you can’t be that person, then…” I cuter her off before she could finish the sentence that she loves to tell me every chance she gets, “I understand, Ms. Turner, and I can assure you that I will do everything I can to prevent it from happening in the future.”<br /> <br /> I didn’t give her time to say anything else as I grabbed a stack of returned books and made my way to the back to begin reshelving them. I have worked at this library for four years, since I was 18, to be exact. I was excited when I landed the job the day after my birthday. I absolutely love books, computers, research, and all that kind of stuff. And for the most part, my job has been excellent; until two months ago. Emory, or Ms. Turner, is a year older than me but is my immediate supervisor. Her mother is the library director, and that is the only reason she now holds the position she does. We used to get along just fine, and I was allowed to call her Emory, but that changed when she decided to have an affair with my boyfriend.<br /> <br /> I never thought he would do that to me, but as Ms. Turner kindly pointed out, I am a nerd with nothing going for me. And that’s partially true, I’ll admit. I am a known nerd, geek, or whatever you want to call it, but I wouldn’t say I have nothing going for me. I’m currently taking online accounting classes, and I plan to become a CPA within the year. I’m excited about it and know my mother would be proud of me.<br /> <br /> I wouldn’t mind working at the library my whole life; I really enjoy it, but I have always thought about becoming a CPA, and with my mom gone, I would be able to better support myself with that than on the small salary the library pays me. My mother always encouraged me to chase my dreams and don’t let fear hold me back. After she passed away last year, her words have impacted my life more. I’ll never forget that day. My mom was a nurse at the local hospital, usually working more than twelve-hour shifts. I was used to her being gone a lot; she had to work hard to support us. I never knew who my dad was; honestly, I don’t care who he is. She called me to tell me she was waiting for the bus and would be home soon. I finished setting the table after I hung up the phone with her. After an hour of waiting and her not answering her phone, there was a knock on the front door. I remember laughing, thinking she had left her keys at work again, as I walked to open the door. To my shock, two police officers were standing there instead of my mother, as I thought.<br /> <br /> “Are you Reena Donson?” the man asked me. “Yes, is there something wrong?” I questioned back. We had never had the police at our door, so confusion didn’t begin to explain what I felt. “Do you mind if we come in to talk to you?” I shook my head as I opened the door wider for them to enter, “No, not at all.” I closed the door behind them and led them to the small living room. “Do you know Tina Donson?” the female officer spoke softly as I sat on the couch. “Yes, that’s my mother. Why?” I remember the way panic seemed to flood my body. “We are sorry to tell you this, but your mother was involved in a hit-and-run near the bus station on South Boulevard.”<br /> <br /> “Is she okay? Oh, my goodness, I need to get to her.” I stood from the couch and began slipping on my shoes as fast as possible, “Do you mind giving me a ride?” My brain seemed to be in overdrive as I rushed around the apartment, trying to find my bag. “Ms. Donson,” the female officer stopped my movements as she gently laid her hand on my shoulder, grabbing my attention, “I’m so sorry, but your mother didn’t make it.” As the words left her mouth, my whole world seemed to shatter into pieces around me. Everything else seemed to go by in a blur the following week. It took me a while to finally get somewhat past it, though I still find myself crying regularly over it. It had always been us against the world. She was my best friend, the one who never judged me for anything, the one who was encouraging and supportive of everything that involved me. Now it was just me.<br /> <br /> When I met Ed, I thought I had finally found someone to spend the rest of my life with. He was perfect to me. He was tall, with shaggy brown hair, and looked so sexy with his round black glasses. He had come to the library several times, and we would talk for what seemed like hours. He finally asked me on a date, and soon after, we became official. Ed is one of the reasons I’m not as depressed as I was. he helped pull me out of my funk until I caught him and Emory together one day. I still am not sure how long they had been seeing each other behind my back, but the day I caught them behind the library making out, I broke up with him, and now Emory, Ms. Turner, has not been the most pleasant to work with. What she did wasn’t enough; now, she has been looking for a reason to get me fired. I had heard rumors that Ed broke it off with her after they were caught, and he’s been trying to get me back ever since.<br /> <br /> My mother always told me once a cheater, always a cheater, and I believe her. I don’t think he’s sorry for what he did, only sorry that he got caught. I’ve blocked his number many times, but he continues to get new ones. Now I just ignore any calls from numbers I don’t know.<br /> <br /> I bumped into someone as I turned the corner on my way back to the front desk, “I’m so sorry,” I muttered as he reached out to stop me from falling. “No problem.” I shivered at the sound of his deep voice, finally getting the nerve to look up. I swear my heart stopped beating. He was gorgeous. Definitely not the type I usually gawk at, but there was something about him that made me excited. His long black hair seemed to shine as he smiled at me. I felt myself blush and struggled to look away from his beautiful hazel eyes. I quickly tried to move out of his way when he reached out, grabbing my arm gently, “Do you work here?” he asked me. I nodded my head in response, unable to form words for some reason.<br /> <br /> I turned my head quickly as a blush coated my cheeks. I was unsure why this man was stirring up feelings I had never had before, but I knew I had to get it together. Someone like him doesn’t go for someone like me. “Is there anything I can help you with, sir?” I asked after clearing my throat. His smile was contagious, causing my own to grace my face. Ed never bothered to ensure I was smiling, yet this man could make me smile without even trying. I realized a lot about my relationship with Ed that I was too blind to notice while I was with him. Hindsight is 20-20, as they say. “Yeah, I was looking for a book to teach me how to use a computer.” I tried to hide the shock on my face, “They’re right over here,” I pointed across the library as I began to lead him over there. “This is all the books we have. Is there a specific program you want to learn about?” He blushed at my question, “Um, just one that will teach the basics of computers, I guess.”<br /> <br /> I furrowed my brows in confusion, “You mean to tell me you don’t know how to use a computer?” He had to be joking; everyone knows how to use computers nowadays. I mean, just about everything is run by computers of some sort. “No, I have no idea how to use a computer. Guess you could say I’m a little old-fashioned.” I watched as he scanned over the small section, “I love computers and wouldn’t mind helping you if you want.” My eyes widened as I realized what I had blurted out. I couldn’t believe it. I had never done this before. I don’t even know him; why would I offer to teach him? I also felt oddly safe next to him. A type of safe I have never felt before. “Really? You would do that?” he asked, surprised. He looked relieved by my offer, but he didn’t realize I was kicking myself for saying that. Too late now, I already offered, “Sure, I’m pretty good with computers. I don’t see how it would be a problem. I can’t teach you coding, but I can cover the basics.” My heart was racing against my chest. I was mentally kicking myself for speaking without thinking.<br /> <br /> Where am I going to teach him this? I can’t invite him to my place; who knows if he’s a serial killer or an inhumane? Though I don’t get those vibes from him. Vibes? What am I even talking about!! How would I know what kind of vibes bad people give off?? Jeez!! Feeling more nervous than usual, I look up to find him staring at me intently.<br /> <br /> “Are you okay?” he asked, the side of his mouth pulling up into a smirk. “Y—Yes. Thank you, I’m fine.” Oh my Lanta, could I embarrass myself anymore? I crossed my arms behind my back, trying to discreetly wipe my sweaty palms, “We can use the library computers to learn the basics. They aren’t anything fancy, or even close to the top of the line, but they would do for now anyways,” I told him, part of me wanting him to agree and the other hoping he backs out and decides he doesn’t need any help. “That sounds great. Tell me a day and time, and I’ll be here.”<br /> <br /> He actually looked relieved about this, which I found a little odd. “Umm…I am off work tomorrow if you want to meet then. Say around 10 in the morning?” He nodded his head, “That sounds perfect! Thank you for this, by the way.” After he picked two different books to take with him, I walked away to assist a young kid looking for a new vampire series. I glanced over my shoulder, watching him walk out the door, books in tow. He looked back at me as if he knew I was watching him, giving me a toothy smile and a small wave before exiting and disappearing.<br /> <br /> The day seemed to fly by as Ms. Turner made sure to keep me busy. But I couldn’t help my racing thoughts about Mr. Mysterious. I’m such a fool! I’m supposed to be meeting him tomorrow to teach him about computers, but I’m still skeptical about him not knowing anything, and I didn’t even think to get his darn name or give him mine!<br /> <br /> “I’m going to need you to come in for a few hours tomorrow,” Ms.Turner sneered as I grabbed my belongings. Of course she did, I thought to myself. “For what? You realize tomorrow is my only day off, and I have things I need to take care of.” Lately, I had only been getting one full day off, and I always tried to use that day to get ahead on some of my classwork and any errands I needed to get done. Not to mention, tomorrow I’m supposed to be meeting Mr. Mysterious here. “We are receiving a shipment of new books that will need to be labeled before being shelved,” she looked at me through slanted eyes, “I’m sure whatever you need to do can wait. I mean, you wouldn’t want to lose your job, would you?”<br /> <br /> I rolled my eyes before turning to face her, “No, I don’t care to lose my job. What time do you need me here?” I was so tired of her attitude and sick of her always using my job against me. I can’t wait to finish my classes and find another job. “Be here by one,” she huffed. I didn’t bother responding as I walked out the door, scared I would say or do something I couldn’t take back and would regret later. I pulled my jacket tighter against me as I walked down the sidewalk.<br /> <br /> The clouds hung heavily in the sky as if they could pour out their water at any moment. I picked up my pace, not wanting to be drenched as the wind picked up. My mind drifted back to Mr. Mysterious. I still have a hard time believing he’s never used a computer before. It’s just unheard of. Maybe this is some kind of sick joke; I mean, would it surprise me at all? Probably not, I thought. I shook my head, trying to clear the unwelcome thoughts that followed.<br /> <br /> “Hey! Need a ride?” I quickly looked to my left as shivers traveled up my spine.<br /> <br /> Mr. Mysterious in all his glory, go figure. The shiny, black corvette screamed privilege at me. Here I can barely afford my necessities, and he’s driving a sports car. He does look good in it, though. I tried to hide my initial shock, “Umm, no thanks. I don’t live far.” I stopped and answered him. He hung out his window as he looked up at the sky, “Are you sure? It’s really no problem. Looks like it’s about to storm.”<br /> <br /> Just as the word left his mouth, a large raindrop plopped on his windshield, and before I knew it, it was pouring. Without a second thought, I opened the passenger door and jumped in, water dripping from my hair; I couldn’t help but laugh. Just my luck, I thought as I attempted to dry my glasses off.<br /> I could feel Mr. Mysteries’ eyes boring into me as I slid my glasses back on. Taking a deep breath, I turned to face him, “My name is Reena, by the way.” A smile spread across his face as he looked at me amused, “I’m Al—Atlas,” he cleared his throat after stumbling over his words. An awkward silence seemed to fall around us, “Where to?” he questioned as he slowly pulled back onto the road.<br /> “Across town, the Meadow Oak apartments.” I was surprised, once again, at how comfortable and safe I felt with this complete stranger. At least I knew his name now. “I thought you said you didn’t live far?” he questioned a hint of amusement in his voice. <br /> <br /> “Well, I usually ride the bus, and it isn’t that far from the bus stop from the library or to my apartment.” I shivered as the coolness of my wet clothes clung to me.<br /> <br /> “So, how old are you, Reena?”<br /> <br /> “I’m 22, and you?” I appreciated him trying to break the silence that had found its way back around us.<br /> <br /> “26…but some days I feel a lot older than that,” he chuckled lightly. His voice was doing things to me that I never thought possible.<br /> <br /> “I understand that feeling,” I replied honestly as I willed my hormones to calm down. What was the deal with this guy? How could he have such an effect on me so fast, I thought to myself. “Are you hungry? We can stop and get something to eat?” he offered. I shook my head, “No, I’m okay. I’ll eat at home. Thank you, though.” Eating out wasn’t something I could afford. No one knows just how tight of a budget I am on except for Ed. I can barely afford my apartment, classes, and a few groceries I do buy. I have thought about moving to a cheaper place, but I would need a deposit and some way to move all my stuff. Plus, this was the apartment my mom worked hard to keep us in. It’s nothing super fancy, but it’s nice and in a safe neighborhood. My stomach growled, giving me away, “Are you sure?” he quirked his eyebrow up as he eyed me. “I’m sure.” I tried to hide my embarrassment as I felt heat rush through my cheeks.<br /> <br /> “I know I’m starving; it’s been a long day,” he quickly glanced at me, “and I would rather not eat alone. Will you eat a burger with me? My treat, consider it a thank you for teaching me about computers.”<br /> <br /> “You don’t have to buy me dinner; a simple thank you is enough for me. Besides, I’m soaked,” I hated other people spending money on me for any reason. My mom was the same way; she used to get so upset with me when I would buy her anything. Even if it was for Christmas or her birthday. “I don’t mind…really. I want to buy you dinner. So, will you let me?? I can run you by your apartment, so you can change first.” I could tell he wasn’t going to accept no for an answer. “If you insist,” I told him hesitantly. Atlas parked the car outside my apartment, “I’ll be fast.” I told him as I jumped out and ran inside. I quickly changed my clothes, throwing on a solid black long-sleeve shirt and a pair of form-fitting jeans. I grabbed a dry jacket on my way out, making sure my door was locked, before dashing back to his car. “You were fast,” he teased as I climbed in. <br /> <br /> He pulled into the small burger joint close to my apartment complex, the one I used to come to with my mom every Friday. I swear they have the best burgers and fries in town. “Is this place good?” Atlas asked thoughtfully. “Yeah, it’s great.” The rain had calmed down to a light sprinkle as he placed the car in park and opened his door. My heart stopped as I watched three men talking near the dinner door. Ed and two of his friends. I wasn’t hungry anymore. I avoided him every chance I got.<br /> <br /> Since the breakup, he had been acting weird to me. Calling and texting me all the time, trying to convince me to get back together with him. When I started blocking his calls, he started calling from other numbers. Now I just ignore any number I don’t know, but everything seems to be getting worse this past week. I’m seeing him in more places. Like now, here at this diner. He doesn’t live on this side of town and never liked to eat here, but here he is. I’ve noticed him watching from his car when I get on the bus after work.<br /> “Everything okay?” Atlas asked as he opened my door for me. Okay, it’s just a coincidence, I told myself. I just need to stop overthinking this. “Yeah, everything is fine.” I noticed Atlas look over at Ed and his friends, “I promise you’re safe with me.” He gently grabbed my hand, helping me from the car before slamming the door and locking it.<br /> <br /> Warm tingles spread through my finger and up my arm at the contact with Atlas. Strange…but I like it. Atlas rested his hand on my lower back as he led me to the entrance. I kept my head down as we walked past Ed and his friends, praying he wouldn’t see me.<br /> “Reena?” I tensed at the sound of him calling me before slowly turning around. He walked closer to me, eyeing Atlas the closer he got, “Who’s this?” The disgust in his voice was apparent. Before I could answer, Atlas had taken a small step forward, “Who are you?” His voice was deep and threatening. The whole situation had me on edge.<br /> <br /> “I’m Ed. Reena’s boyfriend.”<br /> <br /> “No. My EX-boyfriend,” I stated, glaring at Ed. Why couldn’t he seem to understand that I didn’t want to get back with him? I turned around, pulling Atlas with me. I walked straight back to the corner booth, the same one me and my mom would sit at every time we came. I slid into the booth, deciding to ignore the fact Ed had just introduced himself as my boyfriend. Maybe if I don’t mention it, Atlas won’t, either. But something in me told me that’s not how this would go.<br /> <br /> Atlas POV:<br /> <br /> After being Alpha for the past two years, my beta Kyle and his mate Harley finally convinced me to upgrade and start using technology more. Though none of us really knew how to use a computer, they thought it would help keep track of everything pack-related and business related. I have my doubts. There is nothing wrong with the pen-and-paper system we have always used. I will admit that both our pack and business are growing rapidly, but I still don’t see how using computers will help.<br /> <br /> So, to prove my point that this is a waste of time, I agreed to learn a little about them before making my final decision. That’s why I was in town and wandering around the public library like a lost puppy, trying to find a book about them. Her scent hit me like a ton of bricks, sending my wolf into a frenzy. Mate. She was in here, but that would mean she was more than likely a human. I didn’t have anything against humans; I felt they were a little dependent and weak. Sure, some humans had been turned by their mates, but the survival rate was pretty low. It was usually only done as a last resort to save their life for whatever reason…usually, they were sick and already dying.<br /> <br /> It was like my whole world stopped spinning when she walked into me. The immediate sparks that shot up my arm when I reached to help balance her confirmed what I already knew. My mate was here, and yes, she was a human. Her light gold-brown hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail, small strands dangling around her perfect face, and her black glasses seemed to make her green eyes glimmer. “I’m sorry,” she muttered. I didn’t miss the involuntary shiver as I told her it wasn’t a problem. That said, even though she wasn’t a werewolf, she felt the mate pull to some extent. I wasn’t sure how to handle this. My wolf was howling joyfully, happy to finally find her, and I was pleased too. I just wasn’t sure this would work. Unfortunately, being an Alpha’s mate put a target on her back. Anyone who wanted to get to me would only have to reach her. I couldn’t do that to her or my pack.<br /> <br /> I could tell she was shocked when I admitted to never using a computer, but not as shocked as I was when she offered to teach me some basics. As the words left her mouth, she seemed a little surprised by her own willingness. After grabbing a few books to read over and agreeing to meet in the morning, I made my way out the door. But not before getting one more look at my mate, the other half of me, that I’m not sure I can actually have.<br /> <br /> I slipped into the driver’s seat of my car and headed back to pack grounds. The whole time my mind was on the beauty at the library. My beta, Kyle, greeted me as I walked through the front door. We were more like brothers, growing up together our whole lives. “Meet me in my office,” I told him as I made my way upstairs and down the hall. I needed to talk to someone about her. I didn’t ask for advice often and rarely wanted to talk about my personal life with anyone, but this was different, and Kyle was the only person I trusted enough to open up to. He was also the only person not scared to tell me the truth.<br /> <br /> “You good?” he asked as he shut the door behind him. I sighed, running my hand through my hair as I sat in the leather chair behind the desk. “I don’t know, man,” I started before pausing, trying to decide if telling him was really a good idea. “Well, spill. You know you can tell me anything.”<br /> <br /> I knew I could, but doing it was hard for me. “I found my mate,” I leaned my head back, closing my eyes. Remembering how perfect she was, how wonderful she smelled. “What!! That’s great, man! Where is she?? What pack is she from?” I didn’t immediately answer him, watching his face as he thought about it. “Wait. I thought you were going into town to look into getting a new computer,” he stated, more to himself than to me, “Oh man. She’s human.” I nodded at him, confirming what he finally realized. <br /> <br /> “She is. She works at the public library and goddess Kyle; she’s absolutely gorgeous. She offered to teach me about computers…well, the basics anyways. I’m supposed to meet her at the library in the morning.” Kyle sat across from me with a massive grin on his face, “Human or not, man, that’s who the moon goddess has blessed you with. It’s not going to be easy, but it’ll be worth it. You know how I feel about mates, and I know how you feel about humans, but I think you should give her a chance.”<br /> <br /> Kyle was a firm believer in mates. He always had been, and I am too…usually. What am I supposed to do? I can’t just walk up and be like, ‘Oh hey, by the way, I’m the Alpha of one of the largest packs in the states, and you are my mate.’ Yeah, don’t think that would go over very well. I sit silently, not wanting to talk anymore, and thankfully, Kyle gets the hint. “It’s your choice, man. Maybe you should talk to someone who has a human mate. Get some advice from them.” He stood up with a hint of amusement in his eyes. He knows really well I’m not going to talk to anyone besides him about this.<br /> <br /> I continue to sit in my chair long after the door shuts behind him. No matter how hard I try to think of anything else, she’s the only thing on my mind. Grabbing my car keys, I head out of the office. Maybe I can catch her when she gets off work. Take her out to dinner or something. I’ve never really done the dating thing before, so this should be interesting. Kyle and Harley are sitting on the front porch as I walk out, “Hey, I’m going to run back into town,” I tell him. I always ensure he knows where I am, especially if I’m leaving pack grounds. Never know when something could happen. He grins, “Okay, good luck.” I roll my eyes as I walk down the steps toward my newest car. I might have a thing for sports cars and big pickups, but everyone has to have a hobby…right?<br /> <br /> I slid into the driver’s seat and took off. I have no idea when she gets off work, so I will have to sit and wait. I park across the street from the library once I make it into town and shut the engine off. Should I go inside and talk to her again, or would that seem weird? Sitting outside her job and waiting for her is also kind of weird, I guess. Deciding to stay in the car, I sigh as I wipe my hands down my jeans. I’m actually nervous about this, I realize. I can’t remember a time in my life I had ever truly been nervous.<br /> <br /> My heart skips a beat when I see her walk out the front door. She is just so beautiful…and fragile, I remind myself. I start the car and wait for traffic to clear as she starts walking down the sidewalk, “Hey! Need a ride?” I ask as I pull up slowly beside her. I notice her shiver, not sure if it’s because she’s cold or because of me. She seemed surprised to see me, and I couldn’t help but smile a little. At least she doesn’t look scared. “Umm, no thanks. I don’t live far.” For some reason, I didn’t believe her. I looked out the window and up at the sky. I should probably have left it at that, but the need to at least make sure she makes it home safely is strong. “Are you sure? It’s really no problem. Looks like it’s about to storm.” No sooner did I say it, it started to pour. To my surprise, she quickly opened the passenger door and jumped inside. I stared at her as the water dripped from the tips of her hair. She quickly took her glasses off and attempted to dry them.<br /> <br /> “My name is Reena, by the way,&quot; she introduced herself. I smiled at her, loving the sound of her name. “I’m Al—Atlas,” I cleared my throat. Oh, I couldn’t believe I almost introduced myself as Alpha to her. That would have been hard to explain, I scolded myself. After getting directions to her apartment, I began driving. Trying to make small talk along the way and learn more about my sudden mate. Reluctantly she agreed to eat dinner with me, and I waited in the car as she ran in to change. I looked around the parking lot of her apartment complex. It wasn’t in a bad neighborhood, but it definitely wasn’t the best.<br /> <br /> “You were fast,” I teased her as she climbed back in the car. Her cheeks turned red with blush as she looked down at her hands. I drove over to a little burger joint I had noticed on the way here, “Is this place good?” I ask her. Not sure if she even liked their food and I didn’t bother to ask where she wanted to go. “Yeah, it’s great.” The rain had calmed down to a light sprinkle as I parked the car and slid from my seat. My senses seemed to go off all at once. I looked around as I walked around the car, noticing the three men talking near the door. Not just three men, but three hunters.<br /> <br /> I knew they wouldn’t do anything right now, not in public. We haven’t had a problem with them yet; other smaller packs around us have, though, and my instincts told me we would, too after this, though. It’s okay; I was planning on taking them all out anyways. I hate when smaller packs are targeted. I noticed Reena’s whole demeanor had changed as I opened her door. Her gaze was trained on the hunters, and I glanced back at them again. “Everything okay?” I asked her, pulling her attention back to me. “Yeah, everything is fine,” she grabbed my outstretched hand, and I helped her from the car. “I promise you’re safe with me,” I whispered to her hoping to ease her sudden tension. And I meant it. She was, after all, my other half, and I be mess if a hunter was going to hurt her.<br /> <br /> I rested my hand on her lower back, feeling the sparks at the contact, and led her to the entrance. I hated how she seemed to lower her head as we walked past the three men. “Reena?” one of them called out to her as we passed; her whole body tensed under my hand. She slowly turned around as the one with shaggy brown hair and glasses approached us. He stared at me, and I knew from the look on his face that he knew who I was, or at least what I was anyways. My wolf was on edge, ready to rip this boy apart if he so much as looked at her the wrong way. Fighting for control was not something I had to do very often, but right now, I was worried I might lose the battle and my wolf taking over would be a disaster. Taking a deep breath, I waited to see what he was going to do, <br /> “Who’s this?” he questioned Reena. The disgust was evident in his voice. Taking a small step forward, “Who are you?” I countered, my voice deep and threatening.<br /> <br /> “I’m Ed. Reena’s boyfriend.”<br /> <br /> Her boyfriend?! I hid the shock I felt. She was dating a hunter. Doubts about her started popping into my head. Does she know about werewolves? Is this a setup? I know she is my mate, but that doesn’t guarantee she will want to be with me. She must have called him when she went in to change. No, because she didn’t know where we were going to eat yet.<br /> <br /> “No., My EX-boyfriend,” she emphasized the ex as she glared at him. Now I wasn’t sure what to think. Before anyone could say anything else, Reena spun around, taking my hand and pulling me toward the entrance. She went straight back to a corner booth and sat down. Her body language told me this wasn’t planned. Something about Ed had her on edge; now I just need to find out what she knows and if she is scared of him.<br /> <br /> I sat across from her, watching as she stared at her hands on the table. My own hands itching to reach across and tangle with hers. I cleared my throat, “So he’s your ex?” I questioned, my tone harsher than I intended it to be. She sighed and leaned back. I’ll be surprised if she tells me anything; I mean, we did just meet today. “Yes. That was my ex…” she trailed off. I knew there was more to the story than just that, but I needed to let her tell me on her own. Trying to force information from her would only work against me, so I need to play my cards right.

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