Haven sighed as she walked through her house. The day had really taken a lot out of her. Though her body was begging to just lie down, she knew they still were going to talk some more. She steadied herself for whatever would happen between them. Though she knew he was still in pain, and that was the only thing stopping him despite what he said about her screaming for him. She was going to hate informing him that no man had ever made her scream. She had very few experiences, but none of them had been anything to remember. She didn’t find that to be a thing she worried about in any way. She knew Mack was the person she had waited for since she was a kid. Now he was right there.

 The cool air in the house was all around her. She made the call and hoped he was somewhere where he could take it. The answer was, “I was wondering when you would finally call me.”“Hi, Uncle Tony.” She said with a slight laugh. “It has been a while.”

26 “Will he talk to me?” Kyle asked as they sat at the table, looking at each other. He wanted to know everything, and he knew that the man would probably keep things simple for his sister. He was an ex-cop, so things that wouldn’t make sense to her would be understood by him. He was hopeful that the man would speak to him.“I don’t know,” Haven said. “I can go ask.” “Do that,” Kyle said as he waited for her. It was a sign of trust to wait and not demand that he s

 Haven looked at Mack as she neared the back room, and he knew something was going on in her brain. She had a look of determination that he hadn’t seen on anyone since he knew her in college, and one of the girls had told her that she was nothing but a pet project for the professors. Haven had proven that even six years younger, she could do anything that someone older could do. The one thing the girl had insinuated was that Haven couldn’t turn the eyes of the men around her. Mack had to laugh at that one. He had become near obsessed with her by then. The thought of another man with her or a boy at that point who was closer to her age was enough to make him growl. She had not been interested, though, and that helped ease his brain and thoughts. He had been sure that she would have turned in on herself like she was a

 Mack knew she was just there thinking the rest of the afternoon. Knowing that she was one to never talk until someone talked to her. She was the one who waited to voice her opinion on anything. She didn’t believe that she was really worth the fuss she often found that she was on the receiving end of. Mack wanted her to know that she was and everything that she had in life was because of her and the things she did. Though he knew that would talk time. She was warming up to the idea. He also knew her and how to get her to share her feelings and thoughts with him without much effort. That was one of the best things he could remember about her. All it would take was a few words here or there. A comment of teasing once in a while, and he would