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didn’t want it! A scream built in my chest.
    I liked Eric almost as much as I needed to hate him. Damn it.
    I decided to call my sister for nothing more than a distraction.
    “Signeey residence.”
    When I heard Becca’s chipper voice and the high-pitched squeal of little girls in the background, I smiled.
    “Hey, how are you and the family?”
    “Well if it isn’t my sister, what was her name? Miami? Mississippi? Oh, I can’t remember.”
    “Very funny. I almost forgot to laugh. Ha Ha.”
    “We’re good. They miss you.”
    “I miss them, too. I think of them all the time. Granted, it’s hard not to when every time my phone rings I hear the ringtone they set up.”
    Becca laughed. “What did they give you? Wow, wow, wubzy?”
    “Worse, The Wonder Pets.”
    “Lucky. I got Yo Gabba, Gabba!”
    I laughed. “Remind me to thank Aurora and Anya for mine! I guess they do love me.”
    “They miss you, too”
    “Don’t start. I love you, them, too. But I’m trying to protect everyone.”
    “Oh yes, from your death curse,” she mocked.
    “I almost had a guy die right before my eyes today.”
    “Oh. Are you okay? Dumb question, of course you aren’t okay.”
    “I’m good. I just called to check in. Give everyone my love.”
    “Wait. You didn’t call just to chitchat so don’t just try and hang up. What’s up?”
    “Have you ever met someone who makes you feel torn in two? Someone you have every reason to hate because he’s done horrible things but some part of you won’t hate him.”
    “Oh, this sounds like a baby daddy situation. Did he knock you up? Babies: the gift from sex that keeps on giving.”
    “Pretty sure that is herpes.”
    “Ewl, did the bastard give you herpes? Yeah, hate him!”
    “Come on, I’m being serious! Could you ever forgive a man who you blame for every single thing wrong in your life?”
    I could pretty much see Becca nibbling on her bottom lip in thought before she finally responded. “That depends, M-state, is he really the cause or is he just convenient to blame?”
    “He isn’t convenient to blame. I wish I didn’t.” Oh how I wish. In any other circumstance I would probably really like him. He was kind and not to mention sinfully sexy. Despite the confusion inside of me I had to admit to myself that more than a little part of me wanted to see him again. The small rational part of me found it disgusting.
    “What’s going on?”
    I sighed. “There is this guy who has possibly the worst job ever. A job that hurts people—”
    “Cut and run.”
    “He wants me to— I don’t know. It’s complicated.”
    “No it isn’t. If he hurts you once, it’s never going to change. Cut and run.”
    “You’re right. God, I know you’re right.”
    “Then why are you arguing this?”
    “Rebecca, This guy is so different than his job. He is nothing like it. He is actually kind and endearing and—”
    “Except when he’s hurting people? Mayne, they’re always kind. That’s how bad people work. Charm on the outside, snake on the inside. A tree shall be known by the fruit it bears.”
    “Did you just quote New Testaments?”
    “Yes. I think you needed a little Jesus to knock sense into you.”
    I didn’t know what to say. Rebecca was right, the non-idiot part of me was right, but all I kept thinking of was his calming voice. Everything about him seemed to soothe.
    “I get it. If it’s a problem now, it’s only going to get bigger, not disappear.”
    “Exactly. Damn, you have the worst taste in guys, I think, ever in history of the world!”
    After a few more jokes at my expense, we hung up. Although talking to my sister helped a lot, I was still pretty shaken about what Eric told me and about the guy who almost died in my arms. I had no way of knowing if that poor man died and whether Eric took him or not.
    Tired of thinking about Eric, memory keeping, angels of death, and how damn sexy the person who ruined my life was, I started to prepare dinner. I rarely