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a couple of minutes, I watched the screen. Every time there was a delay, my brain went into overdrive. Was she out with her parents? Was she laughing with a friend at her boyfriend’s dumb text? Was she going to text me back and break up? It was stupid, I knew none of my terrible fears were going to actually happen, but I couldn’t stop the thoughts from tumbling over each other in my head. Maybe she was just going to ignore me tonight …
    – Hey, baby. Miss u. :) U coming home tonight? Want 2 c u so bad! –
    I smiled as I read her message, fears forgotten and my day instantly better.
    – Miss u 2. Had 2 stay 1 more day. Long story. Want 2 hear ur voice. Call? –
    – Sure! 2 minutes. –
    My smile got bigger and my stomach flipped as I laid the beach towel I’d draped over my shoulder down on the roof and settled on my back to wait for her to call. It took an eternity for the phone to buzz. My finger hit the answer button in a split second.
    “Hey, beautiful,” I said.
    “Hey yourself,” she breathed. “What are you doing?”
    “Sitting on the roof, trying not to kill the stupid proctor from the Academy. What are you doing?”
    “Sitting in the chapel we hid in last October. So, whatcha wearing?” Her tone was playful, and I couldn’t help but chuckle.
    “Sweat pants and a t-shirt. I’m all sweaty from working on my car.”
    “I like you all sweaty,” she said, and I could feel my body react. “Now, ask me what I’m wearing.”
    “Okay, what are you wearing?”
    “Same thing I was wearing that night,” she said. Her voice went sultry, and I could feel the heat from it seep into my veins. Just the thought of that night still made my monkey brain sit up and take notice. I swallowed and took a deep breath before I went on, imagining her in the same pink t-shirt and sweats.
    “When?” I asked.
    “At the beginning. If you were here, though …” she said, then gave a soft little moan that curled my toes. “Would you stop me this time?” My right hand curled into a fist as I remembered her taking her shirt and her bra off like it was yesterday. I’d stopped her then because it hadn’t felt right. We both knew how to use sex as currency, and neither of us had been able to say no until then.
    “I wouldn’t want to,” I rasped.
    “But you might?” she said. I didn’t say anything for a moment, torn between what she’d said and the thought of what I wanted to do. She sobbed, and I sat up.
    “Shade, are you okay?” I asked. Stupid question, yeah, but it was all that I could think of. “What’s wrong, baby?”
    “You … you’re determined to make me fall in love with you, aren’t you?” she said, her voice breaking a little.
    “Well, yeah,” I said, feeling like I was missing half of the conversation. My thoughts were slow and clumsy, and even I didn’t know exactly where they were going. “And yeah, I might still stop you. But … not why you think.”
    “Then why?” she asked.
    “I’m not sure. I just … I guess I’d know what to do if I was there.”
    “God, why the hell aren’t you here?” she almost whined, but I could hear more of her wolf in the question than a teenage girl being pouty.
    “The proctor guy the Academy sent showed up like seven hours late, so we have to take off in the morning. He’s a real dick, too. He’s a Boston Gage, talks like his teeth are stuck together half the time.”
    “I already don’t like him,” she said, sounding more teen than wolf. “He’s keeping my Chance from me. And I get cranky if you’re not here to kiss me and nibble on my neck enough.”
    “We’ll have to fix that,” I said, my own voice suddenly husky again at the thought of doing just that. The sound of the screen door opening and closing reached my ears, and I heard Lucas greeting Junkyard.
    “Dude!” he called out. “Pizza’s here! I’m not waiting on you.” Over the line, I heard Shade laughing.
    “What?” I asked her.
    “You’re going to feed Junkyard