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When Noah passed the mirror in the entryway of the house, he saw that he was wounded.
“You should call the healer,” Mitch said as he examined his brother.
“No, I’ll heal. I need to fetch Becca.”
“Bro, we just battled it out with a shifter from Dustin’s clan. You know what that means.”
“Of course I do,” Noah rounded on Mitch. He took several deep breaths before he continued. “But the most important thing to me right now is this dinner with Becca. She has to come first for now.”
“You have to tell someone. You have to tell Lev. If they come after you, they come after all of us.”
“I know.” Noah sighed. “But right now, I can’t think of that. Like I said, I have to think of Becca.”
“Fine,” Mitch snapped before turning on his heel and walking out of the house. Noah felt the sting of his brother’s disapproval, but he had to ignore it. He had fewer than thirty minutes to get ready for Becca and get his truck.
Noah headed upstairs and hoped that things had been kept as they were before he left. He was relieved to see that everything was the same, though a lot of his things had been packed into boxes. After a quick shower and changing into clean clothes, he was ready to pick up Becca.
And, hopefully, get the woman of his dreams back.
FOUR
BECCA
She was locking the front door when Noah pulled up in his vehicle. She felt that twist deep in her gut. She missed him after all these years.
She wished it wasn't like that. She wished she hated him more and that she could punch him. It would make things easier for her. Yet, her heart still cared for him. Even after all the years, she still loved him. He was her first for many things, and to lose him the way she did had hurt.
She took a deep breath and straightened her back. She could do this. It was just dinner. Maybe he would give her some shitty excuse for why he left, and she could move on.
Yeah. He will give you a shit reason why he left, and you can tell him off. All those things you wanted to say, you can say tonight.All she had to do was sit through the dinner and take his words in for maybe an hour before she was free. She could say what she needed to and finally get the anger out of her.
Noah stepped out of his truck and rounded it. He gave her a giant smile that made her stomach flip. "Thanks again for agreeing to this. I know this is probably hard."
She watched as he opened his truck door, and she exhaled. It was hard to hate the man when he was being so gentlemanly. She hopped into his vehicle, and he shut the door behind her, quickly getting back into the driver's seat.
"I was going to take you to The Big Hut for dinner, but the building is closed."
She glanced at him. "It shut down eight years ago."
He frowned with wide eyes. "Why?"
"Fire," she said, glancing outside the window.
"And what about the restaurant by the highway?"
Trina’s Diner.
She grabbed her buckle and frowned. "She sold it to her daughter, who ended up losing it. She wasn't as good a cook as Trina was."
His frown deepened, and they both grew quiet. She wasn't sure what to say. What could she say?
She remembered Trina's cafe. It was a little diner that served lunch and dinner. They had met there for their first date. And it soon turned into their spot. It was their weekend thing. And after dating for six months, one late night, they had gone all the way in the parking lot. She could still remember the song Noah had playing on the radio.
She softly smirked to herself, and Noah noticed. "What?"
She glanced at him and then back outside. "I remember when we were at Trina's parking lot. We had a lot of memories there."
She watched the way his eyes darted toward her. The parking lot had turned into their spot. Noah had a car with a bigger back seat at the time, and she didn't want her parents to know she was sexually active.
