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a problem?” Page asked timidly.
    Nicholas shook his head sharply. “No. I just don’t know where to take you. My first instinct would be the hospital, but in his current state I think he’d break in there, too. He’s past caring.”
    “ Where do you think would be safe?” Page was ashamed to find her voice trembling, inches away from sobbing.
    “ Honestly?” Nicholas asked, glancing quickly back and forth at an intersection before blowing a red light. “The place where we had coffee. Yes. That’d be best.” He seemed almost to be speaking to himself. “I’ll explain when we get there, but I promise you’ll be safe.”
    Page sniffed and nodded, folding her arms over her chest.
    Nicholas pulled up in front of the coffee shop and bounded over the hood of the small car in his haste to help her out. He pressed a cold hand to her bleeding face as they stepped back inside the little café.
    The place was emptier than it had been last time, probably since it was barely seven pm on a weeknight, but the same androgynously-pretty tanned boy was manning the counter. His head jerked up as they stumbled in, Nicholas supporting Page and still applying pressure to her face.
    “ Help us!” Nicholas begged. The boy nodded and moved quickly, brandishing a clean cloth in one hand. He replaced the pressure of Nicholas’s hand on Page’s face. Page clapped her own hand to the cloth, pressing against the now-burning cut.
    “ Let’s take you in back,” the boy said calmly. “No need to have you out here with everyone staring.”
    With that, he led Page and Nicholas back through the kitchen and through a side door which led into another small room with a narrow bed and a few chairs. Nicholas guided Page to the bed and set her down gently.
    “ How’s your face, girl?” the boy asked.
    “ Just glass,” Page muttered.
    This seemed to satisfy him, because he then turned to Nicholas. “Why’d you bring her here?”
    Nicholas swallowed. “Armand, her ex-boyfriend’s a werewolf.” There was a distinct note of pleading in his voice. “Doesn’t know the meaning of the word ‘no.’”
    Armand turned back to Page, his face softening. “This true?”
    Haltingly, Page told the boy – Armand – the whole story. About how she couldn’t trust the locks on her own door. How Van had been following her. How he’d attacked her. How Nicholas had rescued her.
    Armand, who’d laughed when she told him about using her coffee pot as a weapon, looked sharply at Nicholas when she mentioned him. “Why were you there?” he asked.
    Nicholas looked uncomfortable. “I came by to apologize,” he said. “For disappearing on her. I even had flowers.”
    Page thought this over. “I thought you needed an invitation to go inside someone’s home.”
    “ I do,” Nicholas said. “You gave me one the first time I brought you home.”
    Armand chewed his lip. “I’ll send my guys looking for Van. If he’s still shifted and running around town, we could have a problem. Page, you should stay here for now.”
    “ I have to go back to work tomorrow,” Page protested. “It can’t be that big—”
    “ Page,” Armand said firmly. “Your ex-boyfriend wasn’t just following you. He was stalking you. He broke into your apartment before. Your landlord isn’t cooperating. And this guy, Van. . .” he made a vague gesture over his head. “Blond? Size of a house?” Page nodded. “Okay. I know him. And he shifted in order to attack you. Do you really think you’re safe as long as he knows where you live? Where you work? No.” Armand waved a thin hand dismissively. “You can stay here. Nicholas, take care of her. I need to see to the customers, make sure we don’t attract too much more suspicion.” With that, he swept out of the room, leaving Page and Nicholas alone.
    Page smiled a little, ignoring the twinge from her cut cheek. Nicholas dug through the drawer in the bedside table, eventually pulling out a bottle of rubbing alcohol and