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"Chief Blackwood actually called earlier," Bettina goes on to say. "He wanted to make sure you're okay."
It's the cue I've been waiting for, and I clear my throat, saying, "Well, about that..."
Don't do it, Raffi.
It's the last bit of rationality I have remaining inside of me, and it's on its knees, begging me to reconsider even though I've yet to say anything definitive.
Don't. Do. It.
Just begging me not to be stupid and reminding me that I still have a chance to turn my back on temptation and hold on to my sanity.
One last chance...
But instead I hear myself say, "I was hoping to thank Wy—-I mean, Chief Blackwood in person for his help last night, so..."
Last chance, Raffi!
"Do you think you could give me directions to the police station?"
REDWOOD CAFE,Bettina told me earlier, was my best bet at finding the chief. It's part of his morning routine apparently, and since the place is a ten-minute walk from here, I take my phone out, intending to do some work except...
Riiiight.
I keep forgetting the whole of Hartland is just one giant dead spot, and I can only shake my head while tapping theMessagesapp. No point checking my emails, but maybe there are texts I can answer, and sure enough there's one unread message waiting for me...which happens to be from Jack.
You don't belong there.Your life is here. With me.
Jack and I have been going out for over two years now, and from the very start, he's been the one and only thing I want in a guy: someone I can trust not to dump me for the next pretty little thing that comes his way. I know I'm lucky to have someone like him, but...whoa.
My steps crash to a halt. I've finally reached Redwood Cafe, and the first thing I see through its windows is Wyoming Keanu—-
I mean,Aidan.
I really should start thinking of him as Aidan now, especially since there seems to be...another Aidan?
The third guy in their table notices me staring, and seeing him tap Aidan on the shoulder snaps me out of my shock. I look away quickly, but my mind goes blank just as I spin around and prepare to leave. Where exactly do I go from here—-
"Serafina?"
My senses come wildly alive at the deep sound of his voice, and my stomach flips over as Aidan comes into my view a moment later. He's dressed in his uniform this time, and holy cowabunga, but he looks seriously hot in it. I've never been the type to dig men in uniform, but Aidan is definitely making me want to get arrested. Power and authority totally suits him, and...the glint in Chief Blackwood's eyes tells me he totally knows it.
I wrinkle my nose at him, knowing there's no point denying the undeniable. "I'm sorry for staring."
"Stare as long as you like, baby."
What did he just call me?
"You know I'm all yours."
My heart trips, and even though he's making me want to throw myself at him, I control myself and glower at Aidan instead. "Not funny."
But he only smiles at this and instead adds, "When my brother told me there was a girl outside the cafe staring at me—-"
Wonderful. Just absolutely wonderful.
"I was hoping it would be you."
"You mean, youknewit would be me."
It's the cue I've been waiting for, and I clear my throat, saying, "Well, about that..."
Don't do it, Raffi.
It's the last bit of rationality I have remaining inside of me, and it's on its knees, begging me to reconsider even though I've yet to say anything definitive.
Don't. Do. It.
Just begging me not to be stupid and reminding me that I still have a chance to turn my back on temptation and hold on to my sanity.
One last chance...
But instead I hear myself say, "I was hoping to thank Wy—-I mean, Chief Blackwood in person for his help last night, so..."
Last chance, Raffi!
"Do you think you could give me directions to the police station?"
REDWOOD CAFE,Bettina told me earlier, was my best bet at finding the chief. It's part of his morning routine apparently, and since the place is a ten-minute walk from here, I take my phone out, intending to do some work except...
Riiiight.
I keep forgetting the whole of Hartland is just one giant dead spot, and I can only shake my head while tapping theMessagesapp. No point checking my emails, but maybe there are texts I can answer, and sure enough there's one unread message waiting for me...which happens to be from Jack.
You don't belong there.Your life is here. With me.
Jack and I have been going out for over two years now, and from the very start, he's been the one and only thing I want in a guy: someone I can trust not to dump me for the next pretty little thing that comes his way. I know I'm lucky to have someone like him, but...whoa.
My steps crash to a halt. I've finally reached Redwood Cafe, and the first thing I see through its windows is Wyoming Keanu—-
I mean,Aidan.
I really should start thinking of him as Aidan now, especially since there seems to be...another Aidan?
The third guy in their table notices me staring, and seeing him tap Aidan on the shoulder snaps me out of my shock. I look away quickly, but my mind goes blank just as I spin around and prepare to leave. Where exactly do I go from here—-
"Serafina?"
My senses come wildly alive at the deep sound of his voice, and my stomach flips over as Aidan comes into my view a moment later. He's dressed in his uniform this time, and holy cowabunga, but he looks seriously hot in it. I've never been the type to dig men in uniform, but Aidan is definitely making me want to get arrested. Power and authority totally suits him, and...the glint in Chief Blackwood's eyes tells me he totally knows it.
I wrinkle my nose at him, knowing there's no point denying the undeniable. "I'm sorry for staring."
"Stare as long as you like, baby."
What did he just call me?
"You know I'm all yours."
My heart trips, and even though he's making me want to throw myself at him, I control myself and glower at Aidan instead. "Not funny."
But he only smiles at this and instead adds, "When my brother told me there was a girl outside the cafe staring at me—-"
Wonderful. Just absolutely wonderful.
"I was hoping it would be you."
"You mean, youknewit would be me."
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