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“Not just like me. I know exactly what I’m doing, and I have no intention of losing Isla.”

He sighed, glancing away. “We’re not going to have to become friends and hang out, are we?”

“Why? Is my personality not to your liking?”

“Not at all. I just want to know the expectations.”

“You do your thing and I’ll do mine.” Then I thought about it. “I imagine there will be times we’ll have to hang out because of them.”

“Right, but not like…when they’re not around, right?”

“Actually, I have this hunting trip planned. You wanna go?”

He perked up at that. “What are you hunting?”

“Humans.”

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“I’m just saying,you scared the crap out of Bowie. You can’t tell people you’re hunting humans.”

I grabbed my bag from my closet and started packing for the night.

“He was in the military,” IKE argued. “Why is it not okay to say that?”

“Because most people have some kind of moral code against killing other humans.”

“They would be wrong about that.”

I eyed IKE carefully, hoping there was at least a small part of him that was joking with me, but deep down, I knew he wasn’t. Maybe he didn’t take quite so much joy out of it as it sounded, but he definitely had no problem taking a life.

My phone chimed with an incoming message and I checked it.

This is your weekly check-in to make sure you’re doing okay.

I smiledat the message from Kavanaugh and texted him back.

I’m doing good.

Glad to hear it.

I tossedmy phone on the bed and went to my closet.

“Who was that?” IKE asked.

“Hmm?” I said, looking back at his handsome face.

“Who was that?”

“Oh, Kavanaugh.”

“You’re still texting him?” A chill swept over me at the tone in his voice.

I stepped out of the closet and winced at the angry look on his face. “Is that a problem?”

“Why the fuck is he texting you?”

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