27. Surfing

Many times, I recall what my life had been at Lycanthia, and how pathetic I must have looked, holding on to a relationship that had no future; to a man that had been mine to begin with, but I lost him somewhere along the line.

I wonder if I look the same way now.

But I can tell the difference. He wants me. He doesn't nothing to hide that from me or the world. It's in the papers. They say I'm his mistress. It doesn't bother me. The only thing that does bother me is my face on the papers. The fear that Alaric might show up at my door step one day.

Even that is taken care of when I discover just how much my safety matters to Sin. He has Ray's home under watch at every hour, and I know if I called, he'd be here immediately.

""You're walking into a heartbreak, girl," Ray says with a solemn tone as we climb those steps together. "I don't know what universe you hail from, but 'round these parts, messin' with a married man usually ends in tears. No two ways about it."

I slice her a sharp look