Chapter 7

“Same question you ignored earlier. Have you always been my protector in my past lives?” I ask. Falcon’s pace slows a little, and he sends a glance my way nodding yes.

“In a way. Though I am not a reincarnate.”

I shake my head in shock. “I’m sorry you aren’t?”

“No, I am not. And that counts as two questions.” He says pointedly. But I couldn’t care less because—What! How does that make any sense?

“Don’t you have anyone to miss you? A friend, family, boyfriend?”

My confusion is replaced with a sarcastic laugh. “Me? A boyfriend?” I laugh again. “Yeah, because what kind of boyfriend wants to come back to my box or the warehouse I broke into?” I roll my eyes, hoping he picks up on my sarcasm.

Falcon stops and pulls me around to face him, his hand holding onto mine, though I’m not sure he realizes he hasn’t released me yet.

“You have never been kissed before?” He asks, looking almost sad for me and I hate the pity I find in him.

“I wasn’t aware you had to have a boyfriend in order to kiss