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Empty Spaces
Rafe
He’d set his phone to vibrate and left it on the mantel downstairs, knowing that his mother would keep calling until he answered. When he’d gotten home the night before, he saw that he’d missed two messages from her while he was out prowling around in coyote form. That was when he turned off the damn ringer, knowing it would be hard enough to fall asleep without having to worry about Genoveva pinging his goddamn phone every ten minutes.
However, ignoring his phone couldn’t prevent her from showing up on his doorstep at nine o’clock the next morning. Fearing exactly this sort of stratagem, he’d showered and shaved as soon as he rolled out of bed at a little past eight, but he’d barely had a few sips of coffee before the knock came at his front door. Rafe knew if he i
