Chapter 51:

At night, Lucas was already at the bar across town. He was sitting there, rimming his hands against the table slowly, even when the waitress had come to him and asked him what he wanted, he said water was just fine.

And, now, staring at the cup filled with water, he felt even his throat dry, for the first time in his life, he didn't know what to do. Nightwalker already attacked the were-house even when he told her not to.

She disobeyed him even when they made a promise. Last time she kissed him, what was he even thinking about kissing her back?

Oh shit. He ran his hands along his hair giving a silent grunt.

"Did someone miss me already?" He recognized that voice from anywhere, gazing higher, he saw that face he already imagined for days.

She gave him a silent grin, before flopping herself into the chair. He took a while to study her features, her chestnut hair was tied into a bun even though it hid under a scarf. Her lips were perfectly moist, and what in the hell was he thinking?

Rig