Sunday
Aislen called the realtor and cancelled the sale of the house for two reasons – she didn’t want to become homeless before she was ready to move on (and, from her interaction with Cameron on the porch, she was far from ready), and having a massive sexy-time bed and cupboard full of toys would probably not project “family first home” to buyers.
It was too early to get ready for the night with Talen, so she took herself for a walk up to the main street for coffee. She enjoyed the way the coffee shop’s werewolf patrons all tensed the moment she entered, and how Diana darted worried looks her way as if afraid to take her eyes off Aislen, lest Aislen do something unpredictable.
“Hey,” a man sitting at one of the tables stood as the shifting queue moved Aislen up to him. “Aislen Carter,
