rid
artment near the hospital - for my protection, they said. Kowalski had connections, and they were not taking chances. I kept
mediate danger seemed to fade, I moved back home. An
setting a cup of coffee in front of me like a peace offering with a knife
last date ended with me l
hance to repair the
edges of resistance. I had survived a hostage situation, a fall down a flight of stairs, and wee
when I pushed open the doo
lighting, dark wood tables, white marble counters, and jazz drifting lazily through the air like exp
t more than my monthly rent. He looked up when I approached. His eyes swept over m
s quick, but no
aw
s chair because manners required it and e
aren
almost immediately with menus. I could fe
t here," he said. "You look lik
e way he said it m
server. "Black coffee. No suga
r nodded
tightened. "That
an excessiv
for me when you walked out of that restaurant? My mother asked whether I had offended yo
e ripple in slow circles. Outside the window, headlights slid t
l one trauma a
ations, Astrid. Social obligations. A woman cannot simply ab
s pass through one ear and out the other. Passive resist
my silence
re. You will reduce your hours first, then resign once the engagement is announced. My parents expect Sunday dinners. You will attend.
w cab cut through
listeni
ts o
what I mean. You are undisciplined.
me all at once: hospital lights, my mother's voice, stairwell concrete, Alonso's blood soaking thr
His mother. My jo
the executive decision my
es cl
ll a
lm against the ta
sloshed in the cup. Preston stood over
lieva
him, disorie
ell as
y forehead
lat and unconvincing.
s? I made time for you. I gave you a second chance after your littl
jazz kept playing, soft an
lower yo
ou are an ungrateful, low-class little nurse with no sense of what is being off
, but beneath it, so
li
almost inappr
e you should s
, he threw several bills onto the table, grabbed his coat, and stormed
the café turn
very
I exh
felt lighter than I had in days. Preston had left. The date was dead. My mother coul
he server. "Could I h
but instead of a bill folder, she carried
lready been taken
ed. "By
essionally discreet. "Th
owed h
r booth, a man sat h
ught before
on
ck custom suit, sharp and immaculate, the fabric molded over his broad shoulders and powerful frame. No sling tonight, though I knew bette
were already l
how to
ed him. Conversations thinned. A man near the bar stopped mid-senten
ide the table and
h curved
ste is t
nt hot. "E
me
out of nowhere and ins
appear out
im. "Were you
not a
ke Alonso treated silence a
at had been waiting for him all evening. Instantly, the air changed. Pr
y purse. "I
t d
wo
le.
ted, not forced, but absolute. I was Wolfless. I should not have responded to that kind of authority the way a Wolf w
ng too fast at my throat, then lower, where my breath rose and
ced it on the table. "For the coffee
t even glance
ned fo
neath the café's roasted coffee and expensive colo
nd, I thought he wa
ingers closed
ned m
fee, looked at it with open
ot drink someth
. "I'm no
lance. "You are a woman who has been survivi
peared almost
onso said. "Hon
t ask fo
otic
irritated. I was
ntly into the air. It looked absurdly soft next to the black cof
chest loosened w
lit up on
Did Preston bore you i
he screen before I
ettled be
faint amusement was gone. His eyes
said, voice low enough that only
é noise
my hand frozen ar
ha
ussing the weather, not detonating my
ard me,
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