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Gael takes my hand, and we walk to the food truck, he waits until he is some distance from the table to speak. “Rayka, about Hillary's call, I hope she didn't think she and I have anything besides friendship.” I expected him to want to talk, but I am relieved that he doesn't want to talk about what I thought about her tastes. “I won't deny that at first I thought you were in an open relationship, but then you said she's your friend's wife and you respect that. Then I saw it was no big deal.” “This open relationship thing doesn't work for me; I've already told you that for me a relationship is for two and nothing else.”

Hell, when I'd carried her back to her bedroom, I'd noticed there was a child's room in her house as well. Getting involved with anyone was still risky given my ancestry. Doing so with a woman who had a child placed my actions in another category altogether. A risky one. Plus, she was human. There was always a chance one or all of us would someday need to shift, which would mean destroying any concept of normalcy within a relationship. Maybe that's why the three of us remained unmarried. Parker moved closer, stepping in front of me. "What's going on, buddy?" "I don't know yet."