After a long day of learning what Arec needed to be done around the office, Eve made her way back to her apartment.
Going inside, she shut the door and leaned against it, sighing. “What a day,” she muttered as she straightened and kicked off her shoes. She dropped her bag on the table next to the door and walked into the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator, she peered inside and shook her head at the lack of food on the shelves. “Who does the grocery shopping in this place?” she asked. “Oh, yeah! It’s me, and I need to go.” Shutting the refrigerator, she leaned against the counter and crossed her arms as she stared at the cupboards. “You know what?” she asked, standing straight. “I need some company. I’ve got a lot to talk over.” Taking her cell phone out of her pocket, she opened her list of contacts and scrolled through it until she found the name she was looking for. Tapping the number, she put the phone to her ear and waited. “Hey, girl!” the voice on the other end greeted her. “How was the first day of work?” “Linda, it was weird!” Eve told her friend. “I need to talk and get a drink but not necessarily in that order.” “Lucky for you, I’m free tonight,” Linda said. “Do you want to meet at our usual spot for dinner and drinks?” “That sounds lovely,” Eve said, smiling with relief. “Does half an hour sound good?” Linda asked. “That sounds great,” Eve told her. “It’ll give me time to get ready and head out.” After Eve disconnected the call, she walked to her bedroom to get ready, taking her hair down while she walked. Taking off her jacket, she walked to her closet and hung it up before going through her clothes to pick out an outfit for the evening. “Ooh! I haven’t worn this in a while,” she said, taking out a short sparkly dress and holding it up in front of her. “Even though it’s just dinner with Linda, I want to look nice, so I’m wearing it,” she said with a nod. Putting the dress on, she redid her makeup for an evening look, grabbed her heels, purse, and jacket, then left, locking the door behind her. She drove to the restaurant and walked up to the door. A familiar figure stood in the doorway. The figure spotted her and shrieked before running toward her and engulfing her in a perfume-scented hug. “Eve!” Linda said, stepping back and looking at her friend. “Look at you! You look so fancy!” She looked down at herself, wearing jeans and a floral blouse, and added, “And I look so plain.” “You do not,” Eve told her with a frown. “You look as beautiful as always. I love what you’ve done to your hair.” Linda’s light brown hair was pulled back from her face but cascaded down her back in ringlets. “Thanks,” she said, reaching up to pat her hair. “I had time to hit the salon today.” “Well worth the cost, whatever it was,” Eve said, linking her arm through her friend’s and walking into the restaurant. The host led them to a table in the back of the room. It sat near a window overlooking the trees behind the restaurant. “I’m glad we got to sit here,” Linda said, draping her jacket over the back of the chair. “Same,” Eve said. “I’ve always loved the view from here.” “Can I get you two ladies something to drink this evening?” They turned to see the server standing beside the table with his notepad, ready to take their order. “What do you think?” Linda asked. “I’ll take a margarita, please,” Eve told the server. “So, that’s how we’re playing it tonight?” Linda asked with a raised eyebrow. Eve nodded with a firm look. “Make that two,” Linda told the server. “Two margaritas,” the server wrote. “Are you ready to order, or do you need a few more minutes?” “A few more minutes, please,” Eve told him. He nodded and walked away to put the drink orders in. Linda leaned forward and said, “Spill it, girl. If it was a margarita kind of day, I need to hear about it.” Sighing, Eve leaned forward and put her clasped hands on the table. She shook her head and said, “I need to get some food in me first before I tell you about it. I’m wasting away here. Someone, namely me, didn’t get groceries this past weekend, and I’m starving!” Linda chuckled and shook her head. Picking up the menu, she opened it and said, “Then, let’s decide what we want. I’m dying to hear what happened!” Grinning, Eve picked up her menu and looked at the food items. Each one made her stomach growl. “I can’t decide!” she said. “They all sound good!” “Which one does your stomach want more?” Linda asked, peering at her friend over the top of the menu. Eve looked at her friend and said, “Fajitas.” “There you go,” Linda said, nodding. “Get the fajitas, and if we’re still hungry after we eat, we’ll get a slice of this delicious-looking chocolate cheesecake to share.” After getting their drinks, placing their order, and getting a basket of tortilla chips and salsa, Linda looked at Eve. “Okay, we’ve ordered, and you have chips and salsa to keep your stomach happy. Now, spill! What happened today?” Eve bit into a salsa-laden chip just as Linda asked the question, so she held up her index finger. Chewing as fast as she could, she swallowed and took a sip of her margarita. Once she could talk, Eve told her, “It was exhausting!” Linda put down her drink and asked, “That bad?” Eve shook her head and said, “It’s not really all that bad, but the main receptionist is a real bitch. She kept looking down her nose at me every time I walked by her, which thankfully wasn’t all that much.” “I wonder if she was just intimidated by your good looks,” Linda said, picking up a chip and dunking it in the salsa. Eve shrugged and said, “She might have been jealous that I get to work with the hunky boss all day.” Linda’s eyes lit up at the mention of the hunky boss. Leaning forward, she said, “Oooh! Tell me more about him!” “He’s so good-looking,” Eve said, reaching for another chip. “He’s tall, has short dark hair, the most intense blue-green eyes I’ve ever seen-” She broke off as she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye. Her eyes grew wide as she looked toward the other side of the room. “And he’s over there!”“What?” Linda asked, perking up and looking around. “Where is he?”Eve slumped into her seat and hissed, “Don’t look at him!” Sighing and tilting her head, Linda asked, “How can I look at him if I don’t know where he is?” Eve glanced at him again and saw he was deep in conversation with another man. He hadn’t noticed her. Sitting up, she jerked her thumb toward the other side of the room. “Do you see the gorgeous guy sitting at that table across the room?” she asked. “He’s talking to the blonde guy in the blue suit.” Linda turned to look and asked, “You mean the hot guy coming this way?” “What?!” Eve yelped, sitting straight and turning to look. Sure enough, Arec was walking toward their table with a smile. “I feel sick,” Eve whispered, not taking her eyes off him as he walked closer. “I didn’t expect to see you here at my favorite restaurant, Ms. Rolands,” he said as he stopped beside their table. “Or may I call you Eve since we’re outside the office?” She tried to smil
Eve screamed as she felt something thud against her, and pain shot through her shoulder. Closing her eyes, she fell against her car door and pushed at her assailant. Her fingers dug into what felt like fur, and she swore she heard a deep growl. Suddenly, whatever had attacked her was gone. She opened her eyes to see an unbelievable sight. In the restaurant parking lot, an enormous wolf faced off against a wolf-like creature standing on two legs. They both snarled at each other. The sight of them caused her legs to weaken, and she slid down the car until she sat on the ground. Eve shook her head, reaching up to rub at her eyes. When she opened them again, she saw the two creatures circling one another as if looking for an opening to attack. “What the hell is going on?” she muttered. “I know I had a drink, but I didn’t think it was that strong.” The wolf-like creature turned to look at her. The enormous wolf took advantage of the distraction and leaped. The creature noticed the
When she woke in the morning, it felt like her brain was pounding against her skull to get out. Groaning, she rubbed her eyes and sat up. “Man, I had some weird dreams last night,” she muttered. She tried to remember them, but they disappeared like smoke in the wind as she reached for them. Shrugging, she got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. She saw her dress in the sink and the bloody jacket on the floor and said, “So, it really did happen.” Her eyes grew wide, and she looked at herself in the mirror, pulling off her pajama top. The bandage looked clean, so she peeled it off the wound and gasped. The skin didn’t have a mark on it! “What the hell?” she whispered as she looked at her shoulder. “I know I didn’t dream what happened!” Leaning closer to the mirror, she saw two faint red marks on her shoulder where the wound had been. “So, the wound was there,” she said, probing the spot with her fingers. “How in the hell did it heal so fast?” After staring at it for
Eve expected Arec to be shocked or, worse, laugh at her. He surprised her by having neither reaction. Instead, he tilted his head and asked, “Really? Why do you think this?” She looked at him in stunned silence before asking, “You believe me?” “Why wouldn’t I?” he asked with a slight smile. Looking around the office, she said, “Maybe because, up until last night, I didn’t believe werewolves were real.” “But if you say you saw one, then I believe you,” he told her. She looked him in the eyes and smiled. “For whatever reason, I believe that,” she said. “I don’t know why you believe me so readily, but I’m glad.” He smiled back at her and said, “It’s because I feel some connection to you. I can feel you are trustworthy, so if you tell me werewolves are real, they are.” She looked at him warily before shaking her head. “If someone had told me they’d seen a werewolf, I’d think they were crazy,” she said. “Yet you believe me after only knowing me for a day.” He smiled at her
Eve’s face fell, and she told Arec, “I’ve already made plans for lunch tomorrow.” “Oh? Is Linda meeting you or something?” he asked. She shook her head and told him, “I’m meeting a new guy I met in the cafe around the corner.” Anger crossed his face so fast, she wasn’t sure she’d seen it. She blinked, only to see him smiling with regret at her. “Seems like I moved too slow,” he said. “Maybe the next day, then.” She nodded and said, “That would be nice.” He smiled wider and nodded. “Great! I’ll see you tomorrow,” he told her, stepping back from the car. “See you then,” she said, putting the car in reverse. As she pulled out of the parking garage, she saw him staring after her and frowned. “What’s that all about?” she muttered. The next day went smoothly. While Eve had been worried that Arec would treat her differently because he seemed upset about her having lunch with someone else, he didn’t seem to treat her any differently than he had the day before. When lunchtim
After thanking Craig for lunch, he asked her to join him again the next day. “I can’t,” she told him. “I’m sorry, but I’ve already made plans for lunch tomorrow.” His face darkened, but he forced a smile to his lips. “Maybe the next day, then?” he asked. She nodded and said, “That sounds like a plan.” They stood awkwardly, trying to figure out how to leave. Finally, she stuck her hand out and said, “Thanks again for lunch.” He cupped her hand in both of his and said, “Thank you for meeting me here. I’ll see you again the day after tomorrow.” He held on to her hand a little longer than she liked. When he finally released it, she fought the urge to wipe her hand on her skirt. Instead, she smiled and waved at him. “I’ll see you later,” she said as she turned to walk away. She could feel his eyes on her as she walked but didn’t turn around to look back at him. When she returned to her desk, Arec poked his head out of his office and asked, “How was lunch?” “The food w
Getting out of her car, Eve stared up at the building. “Impressive, isn’t it?” She jumped and whirled around to see Arec walking up to her with a grin. “It’s beautiful,” she said, turning back to look at the scenery. Then, looking down at her work clothes, she added, “I feel as if I’m underdressed to go inside. It looks like a pretty fancy restaurant.” “Nonsense,” he told her. “You look beautiful.” He held his arm out for her to take. She slid her hand into the crook of his elbow, and they walked toward the front door. “Mr. Lyons,” the hostess behind the podium greeted Arec. “So good to see you this evening.” She turned her gaze toward Eve and nodded. “And your lovely companion,” she added. Eve nodded back to her. “Would you like your usual table?” the hostess asked, walking out from behind the podium. Arec glanced at Eve and nodded. “Yes, Sara,” he said. “That would be nice. Thank you.” The hostess led them deep into the building to a table in front of a large w
“What is it?” Arec asked. “What did you see?” “I saw… I saw… at least I think I saw…,” Eve stuttered before shaking her head. “I’m not sure what I saw.” “What did it look like?” he asked, leaning forward. She glanced toward the window again and said, “It looked like something was running on all fours.” Closing her eyes, Eve continued, “It looked big and hairy.” She opened her eyes and leaned toward him, adding in a low voice, “It reminded me of that werewolf I saw the other night.” Frowning, he looked out the window and stared into the trees. After a moment, he shook his head and looked back at her, saying, “I don’t see anything out there.” “But you do believe that I saw something, right?” she asked, her voice filled with worry. Looking at her, he told her, “Of course I do. You have no reason to lie to me.” She gave him a shaky smile and said, “Thank you. I appreciate that.” He smiled at her and nodded. They were silent for a few moments as Eve glanced out the window. So