The aroma of freshly brewed coffee hung in the air as I stepped into the quaint little coffee shop on the corner. The soft murmur of conversations and the rhythmic hum of the espresso machine provided a comforting soundtrack to the cozy atmosphere. I scanned the room, my eyes finally landing on Matt, who was sitting by the window, his gaze fixed on the passing world outside. A soft beam fell across his face and hair, making it seem like he was glowing. He was beautiful. Taking a deep breath, I approached him. Matt looked up, his eyes meeting mine, and a warm smile spread across his face. "Hey," he said, gesturing to the empty chair across from him. "Glad you could make it." "Of course," I replied, nervously smoothing out the creases in my skirt as I took a seat. Everything had changed with that unexpected kiss the other night. It ha
The moon hung low in the ink-black sky, casting an eerie glow over the desolate streets as Matt tread silently through the night. He was in rather high spirits that night. The date with Celeste had gone great. He was finally getting somewhere. Still, despite the giddiness that coursed through him, he was still on high alert for the rogue as well as the Schreiber family. They had been oddly silent. Usually when they decided something, they struck fast. The anticipation was putting him on edge. Matt moved through the narrow alleys, his senses heightened, and his eyes darting from shadow to shadow. He had been at this for years, and his intuition told him that danger was lurking in the darkness tonight. The wind whispered through the empty streets, carrying with it an unsettling chill. Somewhere in the shadows, Enzo and Nina were following him. H
Matt called me the next evening, his voice more subdued than usual. Only a day had gone by since I’d last seen him, but I missed him, anyway. My heart jumped in my chest at his tone, fear spreading through my veins. Everything between us was still so unsure. I couldn’t help but imagine it collapsing around me again, leaving me even more heartbroken than I was the last time. Our date yesterday was amazing, but I couldn’t help but feel like I’d somehow done something wrong.“Everything okay?” I finally asked, pacing the length of my room.The sound of the TV drifted up the stairs, and I could hear the ins-and-outs of the game even with my door closed. Jack and his friends we spread over the couches, watching hockey, and drinking beer. I had to go downstairs soon to get their dinner ready, not wanting to anger Jack when he was finally letting me be with Matt.“What do you mean?”“You sound tired,” I ventured, afraid I might inadvertently start a fight. Hopefully, he took it for what it w
Luckily, Jack agreed to let me attend Matt’s game. As long as I sent him pictures with Fiona and came home well before midnight, I was free to go. A part of me wanted to argue further. It seemed silly that I had to prove to him I was with Fiona the whole time, but I didn’t want him to change his mind and try to stop me from going. Plus, I planned on defying him, anyway. I might have had plans to watch the game with Fiona, but I knew Matt wanted to take me out later, just the two of us.“I can’t believe you and Matt are dating!” Fiona gushed, not for the first time, as we neared the rink.My cheeks warmed. “We’re not offici
“Did something happen?” Matt repeated, his smile fading.After winning a tough game, Matt should have been celebrating, not dealing with my issues. It didn’t matter that I saw Alyx before the game. I knew mentioning it would just upset him, and that was the last thing I wanted to do.Fiona gave me a pointed look, but I ignored her. I didn’t want him to worry. He couldn’t do anything about Alyx. “No reason, we just found good seats over in the other section,” I said.Fiona’s disapproving gaze was like a brand, and, of course, Matt notic
I finished my drink, feeling it when I stood up to follow Matt over the pool tables. The floor swayed slightly, and my limbs felt loose. The nerves from earlier had gone too. A wide smile emerged on my face as Matt claimed one of the pool tables and handed me a cue.“Do you know the basic rules?” he asked, turning to me. He leaned against his pool cue, the muscles in his arms bulging around the edges of his short sleeves.“Um,” I said, too focused on admiring him.He chuckled. “Do you know anything about pool?”
After class ended the next day, I found myself blocked from leaving the room by Alyx’s tall frame. He had a smile on his face, but it seemed forced.“Hey, can we talk?” he asked.A sinking feeling settled in my stomach. The last thing I wanted to do was talk to him. I couldn’t stop feeling his hands all over me, and how he wouldn’t let go, no matter how hard I resisted. The thought of what might have happened if Matt hadn’t shown up made me feel sick.“I have nothing to say,” I muttered, stepping around him. His brow furrowed, but he d
Jack met me at our usual spot after school, leaning against the light post with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face.“Ready?” he snapped.I was right on time, but I didn’t bother saying so. Anyway, he was the one who kept forgetting or being late.“You know you don’t need to walk me,” I mumbled. “I can get home on my own.” Now that I’d met our father, I didn’t see what the big threat was. He clearly wasn’t going to try to abduct me again. Still, Jack insisted on walking me to and from school.