Calla:
I'd spent the entire week avoiding Reve. Which, considering the size of Calusa Cove, was harder than it sounded. I ignored his calls. Left his texts on read. Took the long way home from Eastside. Stopped going anywhere I knew he'd be. It worked for six days. On the seventh… He found me.
"You're late."
I stepped out of my Nissan and shut the door. "You're dramatic."
Reve stood beneath the floodlights at the port, surrounded by his people. His people. God. He had a whole army now. Black jackets. Expensive watches. Cars worth more than most people's houses. And Reve standing in the center of it all with one arm wrapped around my waist like I was another accessory he'd purchased.
I looked down at his hand. Then up at him. "Move."
He smiled. "Missed you too."
"I didn't say that."
