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The woman who owns the place—Cara—delivers our delicious food a little while later and it’s only then that I realize he’s held onto my hand the entire time.
I’m not reading into this.
Two likes me whether he likes it or not.
The feeling is mutual.
Two
I think we just had a date.
Sure as fuck felt that way.
The urge to touch Gemma again is overwhelming, but thankfully, we’re done with our food. I bolt out of the booth and storm outside, not bothering to wait for her.
If I wait, I might try to touch her again.
Her skin was so soft. I want to touch her hair next.
There can’t be a next time, Two.
I burst out of the building, hightailing it to the Rover. When I see a flyer fluttering under the windshield wiper on the passenger side, I slow to a stop. Tucked in next to it is a winter aconite flower—a hearty yellow flower often seen popping up through snow.
Gemma sucks in a sharp breath of air as she stops beside me. She starts forward, but I race her over to it. Snatching the paper out before she can, I bring it to my face to read.
No one adores you like I do. Especially not him. The way he touches you is wrong. When I touch you, it’ll be more than right. It’ll be perfect. You’ll see.
Anger swells up inside me as the letter crumples in my fist. Gemma, with her soft, small fingers, pries it out of my ferocious grip. Her shoulders hunch after she reads it.
“Who the fuck is doing this?” I demand, feeling shockingly protective over her. “This is more than a super fan, Gemma. This is psychotic.”
She throws the yellow flower onto the street and stomps on it, completely distracted by the act of destroying it. “You called me Gemma.”
I grunt in frustration. “Focus. We need to go to the cops.”
“No,” she hisses, whirling around to face me, shaking her head. “It’s not a big deal. They’re just trying to scare me.”
People are starting to stare at us and this shit is none of their business.
“Get in,” I bark out as I open her car door. “Now.”
She scowls at me but obeys. Once I’ve climbed in on my side, I attempt to turn over the engine. Naturally, it doesn’t start.
“You’re downplaying this,” I growl, relieved when the engine starts on the second try. “Why?”
Gemma huffs and shrugs. “Because if my dad gets wind of this, it’s going to suck. He’ll go into overprotective mode and watch me like a hawk. I barely just got my freedom when I started college. I can’t have it taken away over some stupid person trying to scare me.”
I back out of the parking spot and gas it, making sure to watch my rearview mirror in case anyone is following us. “What if it’s more than a scare tactic? What if it’s a warning? A fucking promise. I don’t like this.”
“And you think I do?” Her voice is shrill. “I’m worried, Two. My family has dealt with not one but two abductions in the past few years. I know the Park name draws attention and freaks are always out to get us. But I also can’t let these people dictate my life.”
“You’re not even going to tell your parents?”
“Nope.”
We drive in mutually irritated silence. I think she’s being stupid as fuck not reporting this to anyone. It makes me realize she needs protection. Right now, I’m the only protection she’s got.
Unbelievable.
