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    Looking back, Addison knew her first few years with her grandmother might have been strict and regulated, but at least she was loved. After her grandmother died, she’d briefly lived with her mother’s brother and his wife until he’d been diagnosed with cystic fibrosis. Then she went to the only other family that could take her in, her father’s brother and his wife. They didn’t have any children of their own, and they struggled with money, but she had a home.
    Addison got her first job two months shy of her sixteenth birthday just so she wouldn’t have to ask them for lunch money. And now to learn the truth about them… She couldn’t even think about it. Every time she did, she grew so infuriated that she thought she might explode from the anger it was so fierce.
    As she sat drinking her frappuccino, Addison’s thoughts turned to Myles. At first she believed the sexual tension between them was her imagination. Over the past week, she found him watching her often. His gaze was direct and...needy. The one thing she wasn’t was a take-charge kind of girl. She liked the guy to make the first move, but she was seriously considering going outside of her comfort zone when it came to Myles.
    He was dependable, steady, and so damn handsome she wanted to lick his entire body. It was sinful for a man to look so good. Not to mention the havoc it played on her hormones.
    Myles seemed like the type of guy to go after a woman he wanted. He had yet to make any perceived moves on her though, which probably meant...he wasn’t interested.
    “Well, this day just gets better and better,” she mumbled to herself as she came to the conclusion.
    Addison people watched – one of her favorite pastimes – as she continued to wrestle with her thoughts on Myles. If he rejected her, Addison would never be able to step foot inside the bar again. She’d be mortified.
    A breeze ruffled her hair, pulling the strands into her eye. She wiped them away, tucking them behind her ear. That’s when she spotted a woman with rich, dark hair blatantly staring at her from across the street near a row of artists and fortune tellers.
    Addison raised a brow in question. To her shock, the woman started walking toward her. In a city known for its crazies, Addison sat up straighter, prepared to defend herself if need be.
    The woman was tall and slender. She wore a gauzy cream shirt that was cinched at the waist with a brown belt. It was paired with a long, full, red skirt with small beige flowers. Around her head was a scarf of cream with dark brown beads hanging against her forehead.
    The woman stopped before Addison, her brown eyes large and tilted slightly at the corners. She had mocha skin that hinted at mixed ancestry. “Your life is in danger.”
    How did one react to such a statement? Addison frowned as she cocked her head. “From you?”
    “Of course not,” the woman said impatiently and sat down while covertly looking around. “I know you may not believe me, but I saw you in danger last night.”
    Addison was beginning to wonder if the woman had escaped a mental institute. “Saw me? I doubt that. I was working all night, and the only thing I’m in danger of there is having beer spilled on me.”
    The woman let out a long, suffering sigh. “When I say I saw you, I mean that I had a vision. I was doing a reading last night when your face flashed in my mind and I saw it all. A wolf was chasing you.”
    “Whoa,” Addison said and scooted away on the bench. “Hold up a minute. Did you just say a reading? Are you a fortune teller?”
    The woman rolled her eyes and motioned with her hands to her outfit. “Bingo. Now, can you get past that so you can hear what else I’m saying?”
    “I heard you. Danger. Wolf.”  
    She stared at Addison for a moment before she stuck out her hand. “Let’s start over. I’m Minka Verdin. I’m from a long line of fortune tellers descended from gypsies that came here from Romania.”
    “Addison