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just wanted to see her again. I met Marianne, her boss, who said she hadn’t been at work all week.
    Fuck.
    Had Evan shown up again? When I wasn’t around to protect her?
    I wanted to kill that fucker .
    Finally, I broke down, dropped the alpha shit, and stopped by Hyper to ask Sage. At first, she appeared very torn. Unsure what she should say.
    But then Cupid Sage came out to play. And Cupid Sage apparently wanted Brynn and I together.
    “She’s hiding out, Kian. She feels like an idiot for, well… you know … at the gym.”
    I took a step back and looked at Sage warily. “ You know what happened at the gym?”
    Sage nodded. “ She told me after you stopped by her work. I was actually half-pissed that she didn’t tell me sooner,” she smiled. “I was about to give up on the two of you.”
    “Sage…” I warned, “I may have fucked that up a little.”
    “Now, see? She thinks she did,” Sage said with an exasperated sigh. “And, honestly, she’s a bit messed up over it. I told her to talk to you, but she feels all awkward and stuff. She said she acted like an idiot, throwing herself at you when you so obviously didn’t want her that way.”
    “Who the fuck said that?”
    “Well, Kian,” Sage grumbled with her arms crossed, “you did. You said it shouldn’t have happened. You said you regretted it.”
    “I didn’t mean it like that.” My exasperation was starting to make me growl.
    “ Well, she heard it that way pretty clearly.”
    “ It was fucking incredible. She’s just been through a lot of shit lately.”
    “Yeah, I don’t know a lot about it, but she did tell me how you met.”
    “ That fucker. Just thinking about it pisses me off all over again,” I growled. “But, I’m just not sure that I’d be good for her. Especially after him.”
    Especially the way I wanted her .
    “Do you want her, Kian?”
    Fuck yeah , I wanted her. Like nothing I’d ever known.
    But , I also had to be careful. Brynn was flighty as hell, and I didn’t want to scare her away more than I already had. At the same time, though, the way I wanted her… Would she really want me back? If she knew?
    I took a deep breath and released it thoughtfully. “How much of this are you going to share with your boyfriend?”
    Sage laughed. “Are you worried that you’re gonna get some payback for all the times you’ve called him whipped?”
    Not the real reason, but it would do for this conversation. I gave a wry smile and nodded. “A little.”
    “You’re secret is safe with me.”
    “Fuck yeah, I want her,” I said as I looked Sage square in the eye.
    Her smile grew as she grabbed a bar napkin. She scribbled something down on it, then handed it to me. “Here’s her address. Make her talk to you.”
    And here I was.
    But Brynn wasn’t answering her door, and this wasn’t exactly the kind of thing I could shout through a wall. So, anyway, I’m sorry I was rude and inconsiderate after you fucked me stupid on the floor of my gym. Probably wouldn’t go over real well with the neighbors.
    I pounded again at the heavy door to her small apartment.
    And I heard nothing in response.
    “Brynn!” I shouted through the door. “It’s Kian… are you there?”
    Listening softly, I finally heard slight shuffling footsteps come to the door followed by a few clicks of her lock, and then the door opened. I braced myself to see a resentful fire lighting her eyes. I prepared myself to feel the guilt for what I’d said at the gym. For letting it fester this long, for thinking she just needed time. For not forcing her to look at me and talk to me that day in the salon.
    But, instead of sad or mad Brynn, the door was opened by obviously-not-feeling-well Brynn. Standing in the doorway with puffy eyes in a set of plaid flannel pajamas. Her hair was pulled up in a messy top knot, and her cheeks were flushed. Fevered.
    She wasn’t hurt or angry or dejected.
    She was sick.
    “Kian, what on earth are you doing here?” she