First and Second chances
I give her a small nod and turn towards Hunter and Erik.
Hunter takes his Guinness without really seeing me. His gaze roams through the room, searching. Erik, on the other hand, accepts his glass and looks at me carefully, just a fraction too long, and I see him take a deep breath. Shit, he’s taking in my scent. Then he winks, a broad grin spreading across his face. I just manage to signal him to keep quiet by placing a finger in front of my mouth, right before I hear Annabelle’s voice. But it isn’t Annabelle’s voice that makes the hairs on my arms stand on end. No, it’s that scent, his scent. I turn sharply and what I see cuts straight through my heart. Mike has an arm wrapped around Annabe