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Violet thought about her night, about staying hoher night had been

"What took you so long? I’ve been here for half an hour I’d’ve gone in without you, but I have no idea what I’ for" Rafe scowled as Violet joined him outside The Mecca, his arave the ihter, sunnier, but instead it just felt cold and ee of satisfaction She liked that she knew so to Sa on "Sorry," she tried, but she didn’t sound nearly as repentant as she should have "I ran into some friends"

He looked at his watch "Some of us still value other people’s ti like she had an idea why he wasn’t winning any charm contests "Whatever Don’t be such a baby Besides, it’s not like you had anyplace better to be, or you wouldn’t have jumped at the chance to meet me in the first place"

"Or," Rafe said as he reached out to get the door for her, holding it so she could go in ahead of him, "I want to catch this sicko"

Violet faltered Of course that was it, she chided herself, e otherwise Why else would he be wasting his Saturday with her?

She felt unsettled as she stepped inside the café and surveyed the art wall and the congested tables and chalk menu That artsy appeal that Violet had felt just a day earlier was lost on her now, tainted hat she thought she knehat she hoped to confir here today

"So? This is it, huh?" Rafe asked, but his eyes were on Violet, not on the café

"Why?" Violet stepped closer to hi?"

He shot her an a? Really? That’s the best you can do? Do you want me to check for evil spirits while I’ because you said this was the place"

"Whatever You don’t have to be such a jerk," Violet told hi that ht feel soht next to hers, and suddenly she was far too aware of hi blue of his eyes He quirked an eyebrow at her, just one "I have to actually touch so Just FYI"

"Oh?" Violet said, nodding

"Yeah That’s pretty much hoorks"

"Do you want to?" she breathed "Iso violently it felt like a sledgehaht actually crack a rib