I went to lunch with Sienna and Zara specifically because I thought he wouldn't find me in a crowd.
Stupid. Stupid to think a cafeteria full of people would stop Rhys Maddox from doing exactly what he wanted. Stupid to think I could hide from a man who'd already proven he could find me in a bar, at a dinner table, and in my own bloodstream.
He appeared at 12:47. Tray in one hand, dropping into the chair beside me like he'd been sitting there his whole life. Sienna's fork froze halfway to her mouth. Zara's eyebrows disappeared into her hairline.
"Ladies," he said. Casual. Easy. Like this was routine.
Then he reached across and stole a fry off my plate.
"Did you just–"
He took another one.
"Those are my–"
"You weren't eating them. You were rearranging them." He looked at Sienna. Then
