บท 4: Chapter 4

“A large chai latte to go, please.”

Arlo looked up at the man on the other side of the counter, then he looked up some more. He had to be at least six-three, maybe more, and with broader shoulders than could be considered normal. A sizzle skidded over Arlo’s skin, immobilizing him. When he breathed out, a whimper wanted to follow.

There was something wild about the man, something larger than the body could contain. Arlo glanced at the door, wondering about the measurements of it and how he could’ve walked in here without Arlo noticing.

For once Holly went quiet as a mouse.

“Coming right up.” Arlo smiled, winked, and gave himself a mental slap. Winked?He’d winked at the giant. When had he gotten that stupid? Perhaps this would be the one town he’d have to leave because he pissed off the wrong people instead of having sucked someone’s darkness into him—it would be a first.

His hands shook as he prepared the drink, his heart pounding, and heat coursed through his body.