Bronwen   Wednesday morning has dawned snowy and freezing. Alec raps on the door with his open palm, banging on it like he's the police! “Bronwen Elizabeth James. Open this damn door, right fucking now!” He demands in a deep, annoyed voice. “Alec Kinkaid James. You sound like a damn lunatic!” I shout, pulling open the door. “It is five-thirty in the morning! What the hell is wrong with you?” He walks past me into the room and begins tugging clothes from my b

Like a date? I wonder. The thought of being seen in public with him is a little daunting. But I have dreamed of this moment for seven years. Dreamed of the time when he would finally notice me and ask me out on a date. When he would kiss me and tell me how beautiful I am. He would tell me how much of an idiot he has been and we would be so happy together. It all started in my dreams with him asking me on a date. Now that moment is finally here, I didn't know how to answer. Yet, I feel like I owe it to my younger self to accept so I nod, with a small smile on my lips. He grins. “Great! Come on!” He grabs my hand and pulls me out of the room.

Bronwen   It is late in the evening as Morana finishes dabbing the concealer on my eye very carefully. It covered the bruising well enough, but it can't take away the swelling. Although it covered the hickey's completely when she wasn't looking. My cheekbone has a big knot on it and around my eyes is super puffy. She uses makeup to try to distract from it but you can still tell that I have a shiner. “Are you girls ready to go yet?” Alec calls through the closed door.

  Bronwen   I look at him and I can feel my temperature rising, but not in a sexy way. In an 'I want to punch him in his throat' kind of way. He is actually inspiring physical violence in me. “You said that I am acting like a child?” I ask him, sure that I must have misheard him. Because oh my God, is that the pot calling the kettle black or what! He is standing before me looking sinfully gorgeous in his costume. He came

Bronwen   I do not even spare him a remark because honestly I am at a loss for words, so I merely push past him, jogging down the stairs. Thankfully it only takes us two trips to get everything loaded up. Noah walks us out and Alec gives him a manly hug, clapping him on the back. He stares at me and since everyone is around, I feel like I can't ignore him. Good manners make me thank him for letting us stay. “Thank you, Noah, for letting us crash here,” I say, somewhat stiffly. I resolved to put my anger and hurt at Andras behind me and now I am doing the same with Noah. I am going to