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Craig offered, drawing Antoine’s attention to himself. "Who the fuck are you?" Antoine demanded, going on defense. "I’m Craig Hamilton." Craig began, holding up his hands in an I’m innocent gesture. "I don’t give a damn about what your name is." Antoine snapped, stepping between Craig and me. I want to know what the hell you are!" "I’m a hunter." Craig responded slowly. "Hunter?" Antoine repeated. "I thought hunters were all disbanded a long time ago." "They were." Craig agreed. "However, I’m not from your time."

Craig strides toward us with a composed expression, as always, but with a faint softness when he spots us. “Talking about past mistakes?” he teases with a lift of his brow. “The usual drama to pass the time,” Maddox replies with a shrug, but I catch the slight tension in her shoulders. Like they said, once bitten, twice shy. Maybe that’s the reason why her wolf isn’t as excited as well. After all, they have been hurt before. Craig stops in front of us with his hand in his pocket. “I thought you two might want something warm before nightfall. There’s a restaurant nearby. Let’s go?”

Without hesitation, he pulls May behind him, shielding her with his body. Craig’s hands go up like he’s done nothing wrong. “Whoa, relax, man. She just looks… different, that’s all. Didn’t mean to gawk at your merchandise,” he says, smirking like the human garbage pile he is. Tanya giggles. A high-pitched, nasal laugh that makes me want to stab a fork through the nearest wall. “Oh, babe, you’re terrible,” she squeals, clinging to him like his comment was charming instead of vile.

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Craig giggles, Gregory looks at him, his cousin's happiness is back, and his medicine for his terminal disease is right in front of him. "Do you know you are more handsome when you smile?" Cathy asked him. "No, I don't, you tell me." "Stop acting up, who said you are handsome?" Cathy said trying to tease him. "You are also a dummy like me, you don't know what you are saying," Craig said, she laughed harder. "Stop giving your names to me, Mr. Craig slash dummy slash baby." He titters more, and Gregory hits. "Stop laughing hard; you are distracting me and others are in the building," Gregory said. "Sorry!"

Moments later, we met up with his friends, Thorne, Zarek, and Xavier, who greeted me warmly. We headed to a nearby donut shop, where Craig got me donuts and a milkshake. Watching them, I observed just how friendly and genuine Craig's friends were. Their warmth shattered the preconceived notions I had about vampires, realizing that these were nothing more than misleading stereotypes. Conversation flowed with ease, and Xavier playfully shared his observations, differentiating between werewolves and Vampires. His funny remarks had me laughing uncontrollably until I noticed Craig's gaze fixed on me.

There were casual conversations from time to time. I walked back to the living room. I met Trevor with the twins. He sat stiffly on the couch, staring at them. I went over to see what they were up to. I burst into laughter when I realized what was going on. The twins made him sit because they wanted to draw an image of him. I moved closer to Craig. He looked so serious as he tried to draw his father. The image on the paper caused a bubble of laughter to rise in my throat but I had to stifle it. Trevor signaled me not to interrupt his son's creativity.

Craig offered, drawing Antoine’s attention to himself. "Who the fuck are you?" Antoine demanded, going on defense. "I’m Craig Hamilton." Craig began, holding up his hands in an I’m innocent gesture. "I don’t give a damn about what your name is." Antoine snapped, stepping between Craig and me. I want to know what the hell you are!" "I’m a hunter." Craig responded slowly. "Hunter?" Antoine repeated. "I thought hunters were all disbanded a long time ago." "They were." Craig agreed. "However, I’m not from your time."

If I was there, I’d give you hug… Keep in touch…} I couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to be in Craig’s arms. There’s no one in the world who I share more of myself with than my best friend. Craig and I have been talking to each other for so many years it feels like second nature to share pieces of myself with him that I don’t with anyone else. {Tee – How are you now? Are you getting help dealing with your grief?} {Craig – I’m dealing with it by throwing myself into work. Being an adult sucks balls. Being a kid with no responsibility was ten times better than being an adult…}

Craig leaned in to Roth at the last bit as if he was telling a secret, but didn’t care to keep his voice low. There was something about the scene that made Tristan’s stomach turn, causing him to wrinkle his nose, not bothering to mask his expression. Roth glanced at Tristan as he grimaced at them, and rubbed Craig’s arm more enthusiastically at that than he intended to, “Oh, I knew.” He said with a wink. Craig giggled like a teenage girl at Roth’s wink, giving Roth the lovey-dovey look he often liked to do, “Oh, you are so amazing.”