Chapter 7

CHAPTER 7

NEOLA

He was here. Flesh and bone in front of me.

I watch his eyebrows turn slightly upward before he tighten his grip on my shoulder, steadying me.

"Lou? Is that you?" He slid his hands down my shoulder and I felt a shudder down my spine. My mind had to take a couple of seconds more to believe the fact that he is here right in front of me. "What are you doing here in Seattle? Are you---?" I shrug. A rather wrong move I did because that made the ring on my finger catch a little bit of the suns rays- which blow my cover.

Oh, damn.

His eyes trailed up from my finger to my face. I could almost see his brain processing it all-the night we spent together at his engagement party and the happenings after that-retrieving every memory he could get from his blurry ones.

In an instant, I was pulled away from the alley and down to a narrow street. His grip on my wrist makes it impossible for me to move but I still tried to break away from it. After a couple of tug from him, I felt him