Chapter Nine
I pulled into the garage and shut off the car. Beside me, Raphael was silent, watching as I sat there for a few seconds, trying to pull myself together as much as I thought I could manage at the moment. Without speaking, I picked up my purse and got out, and a moment later, he climbed out of the SUV as well.
Unfortunately, I really didn’t have a plan. Raphael hadn’t offered much of one, either, except to say that it was in no one’s best interests for us to continue to sneak around. Which, on the surface, I totally agreed with. Problem was, he’d had a couple of thousand years — more or less — to figure out how to be an adult. I’d only been giving it a try for the past several years, and a half-assed one at that. Living in my parents’ casita had given me only a very spurious s
