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Authors: Lynn Hagen
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“A stranger came by the house to see Lewis. As soon as I answered the door, I knew.”
She felt her heart clench when Ruttford rolled to his feet and walked a few steps away. He tucked his hands behind his back, staring at the gorgeous water, deep in thought. She wasn’t sure if she should ask what he was thinking or leave him to work things out in his head.
“I’ve never heard of fey having more than one mate, Melonee.” He turned, his eyes filled with something close to despair. “I won’t give you up. You’re mine.”
Melonee pushed to her feet, pulling her pants back into place, and then shoved her camisole down. “I’m not asking you to give me up. All I’m saying is that I felt the pull with him. How do you know you two aren’t mates?”
Ruttford scowled at her. It wasn’t a look Melonee wanted to see. She was hoping he would be reasonable about this. Her life was already shrouded in madness between her dad refusing to let her go and finding out she had another mate.
“Talk to me, Ruttford.”
“I’m being paid back for what I did to your family, aren’t I?” he asked acerbically. “Fate is having the last laugh at my expense. It’s bad enough I have to get through your father in order to see you. Now I have another man to deal with?” He paced a little further away, the anger rolling off of him. “Where is he?”
“I don’t know,” she answered honestly. “We’re supposed to meet tomorrow morning for breakfast at the diner.”
Ruttford spun around, his green eyes narrowing. “Making dates behind my back, beautiful?”
Melonee felt her anger kick into high gear. “I didn’t ask for this! I came to you hoping you could help me, but instead, you want to get pissy. Screw you, Ruttford.” Melonee shimmered out, dropping onto her bed as she balled up and covered her face with her hands. How had things gone so wrong? Yesterday, she had planned on telling Ruttford that she was ready to be with him.
Now she lay in her bed a damn mess. Her emotions felt raw as she wiped the tears from her eyes. Maybe she wouldn’t wait for breakfast. Maybe she needed to go find Adam and have a long talk with him. There was no way she was going to let Ruttford close the subject when she knew in her heart she had felt the pull. If the two men couldn’t work things out, she was going to hand them both over to Maverick and be done with it. Melonee shimmered back out, praying Nero would continue to keep the alarms silent for her. She needed answers, and she needed them now.
The man had said he would be in town for a few weeks when he was talking in the kitchen with Lewis. Everyone knew the apartments by the police station were where renters usually lived when renting short-term leases.
Taking a chance, Melonee shimmered on the side of the building and then walked around front. Damn it, she should have remembered to grab her sweater before she left in such a funk. She was cold as hell now, but she wasn’t going back home to get a jacket.
Opening the door to the building, she walked in and scanned the mailboxes. She found only one without a name on it and prayed it was Adam’s apartment.
She really wasn’t sure what she was going to say once she knocked on the door. Would he think her a stalker? Would he close the door in her face?
There was only one way to find out. Climbing the three flights of steps, Melonee stood outside the door and hesitated. Was she really that brave? She hadn’t thought of a good enough reason to tell him why she was there. Oh, she planned on letting him know what he was to her, but thought it best to keep that to herself until she was allowed in.
Steeling her nerves, Melonee knocked. It was late, and she wasn’t sure if he would—the door swung open and Melonee lost the ability to breathe. Adam stood there with a towel wrapped around his waist, looking good enough to eat. She licked her dry lips as she gazed at the thin piece of material around his body.
“Melonee, I wasn’t
She felt her heart clench when Ruttford rolled to his feet and walked a few steps away. He tucked his hands behind his back, staring at the gorgeous water, deep in thought. She wasn’t sure if she should ask what he was thinking or leave him to work things out in his head.
“I’ve never heard of fey having more than one mate, Melonee.” He turned, his eyes filled with something close to despair. “I won’t give you up. You’re mine.”
Melonee pushed to her feet, pulling her pants back into place, and then shoved her camisole down. “I’m not asking you to give me up. All I’m saying is that I felt the pull with him. How do you know you two aren’t mates?”
Ruttford scowled at her. It wasn’t a look Melonee wanted to see. She was hoping he would be reasonable about this. Her life was already shrouded in madness between her dad refusing to let her go and finding out she had another mate.
“Talk to me, Ruttford.”
“I’m being paid back for what I did to your family, aren’t I?” he asked acerbically. “Fate is having the last laugh at my expense. It’s bad enough I have to get through your father in order to see you. Now I have another man to deal with?” He paced a little further away, the anger rolling off of him. “Where is he?”
“I don’t know,” she answered honestly. “We’re supposed to meet tomorrow morning for breakfast at the diner.”
Ruttford spun around, his green eyes narrowing. “Making dates behind my back, beautiful?”
Melonee felt her anger kick into high gear. “I didn’t ask for this! I came to you hoping you could help me, but instead, you want to get pissy. Screw you, Ruttford.” Melonee shimmered out, dropping onto her bed as she balled up and covered her face with her hands. How had things gone so wrong? Yesterday, she had planned on telling Ruttford that she was ready to be with him.
Now she lay in her bed a damn mess. Her emotions felt raw as she wiped the tears from her eyes. Maybe she wouldn’t wait for breakfast. Maybe she needed to go find Adam and have a long talk with him. There was no way she was going to let Ruttford close the subject when she knew in her heart she had felt the pull. If the two men couldn’t work things out, she was going to hand them both over to Maverick and be done with it. Melonee shimmered back out, praying Nero would continue to keep the alarms silent for her. She needed answers, and she needed them now.
The man had said he would be in town for a few weeks when he was talking in the kitchen with Lewis. Everyone knew the apartments by the police station were where renters usually lived when renting short-term leases.
Taking a chance, Melonee shimmered on the side of the building and then walked around front. Damn it, she should have remembered to grab her sweater before she left in such a funk. She was cold as hell now, but she wasn’t going back home to get a jacket.
Opening the door to the building, she walked in and scanned the mailboxes. She found only one without a name on it and prayed it was Adam’s apartment.
She really wasn’t sure what she was going to say once she knocked on the door. Would he think her a stalker? Would he close the door in her face?
There was only one way to find out. Climbing the three flights of steps, Melonee stood outside the door and hesitated. Was she really that brave? She hadn’t thought of a good enough reason to tell him why she was there. Oh, she planned on letting him know what he was to her, but thought it best to keep that to herself until she was allowed in.
Steeling her nerves, Melonee knocked. It was late, and she wasn’t sure if he would—the door swung open and Melonee lost the ability to breathe. Adam stood there with a towel wrapped around his waist, looking good enough to eat. She licked her dry lips as she gazed at the thin piece of material around his body.
“Melonee, I wasn’t
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