CHAPTER 26

It was officially day one of our ‘rebrand’ mission, as I had so graciously named it. Christian and I were getting ready for our first real date, and just to put it out there, there was nothing normal about this. Aside from the obvious elephant in the room being that I was going on a date with a man that would waste no time lodging a knife in my neck if given the opportunity, I was also going on a date with a man who was super meticulous and obsessed over every tiny little detail. Which is why I was currently getting ready with the help of a team of hairstylists, makeup artists and a wardrobe stylist. I’d been on dates before, and I usually just picked out whatever decent looking dress I could find in my stuffy wardrobe, applied lipgloss and mascara, and I would be on my way. I wasn’t used to such insanity. But when I tried to protest, I was reminded that I was a Walker now, and nothing about being a Walker was ordinary. That shut me right up.

They were finally done now, and I had to a