I’m crushed and overjoyed at the same time. How did he find out where I lived? I lied to the driver and had him drop me off at an apartment complex half a mile from my own. So there’s no way . . . Then I remember who Eagle is. What kind of connections he has. He could find anyone.
“Eagle is the guy from Friday night.”
“I gathered that.” She admires the flowers. “Sure you didn’t do more than kiss him?”
“Promise.”
“Well, pretty girl, it’s about time someone appreciated you. Grab a vase, the blossoms need water or they’ll wilt.”
I rush into the kitchen and look in several cabinets. I don’t own a vase. “I can’t find one.”
“Only you,” Asia says. “How about one of those plastic pitchers you make iced tea in?”
“Sure.” I grab the clean one from the dishwasher and fill it with cool water.
When I return to the dining room, Asia just stares at me. “’Fina has a boyfriend,” she teases, singsong, like a little sister would.
No,I think. I have a death wish. Because that’s what will happen if I let Eagle invade my world. One of us, or both, will die.
