Scott P.O.V.
I glanced over at her through the corner of my eye. She looks so small pressed against the seat of my car. She hasn't noticed my frequent glances at her. She was too busy looking back and forth between the mirrors watching our backs.
Her long raven black hair covered her whole body. I don't think she has ever cut it. One of her hands was fisted inside the other, and they rushed in her lap. She looked so vulnerable. Like if I blew on her, she would crumble away. I wanted her to look at me. I wanted to see her beautiful grey eyes. She was like a dream to me. She looked really young. Goddess help me!
I had just met this little lady and yet her presence calmed me like nothing ever before. The air was tense, but there was a comfort to it. I don't want to be caught in Alpha Geo
