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I won’t let that happen.
Wren:
Fine. But I don’t live far from the coffee shop.
Elijah:
I'm on the way now, Wren. I won’t take no for an answer.
Wren:
See you soon.
I shoot Eli a text before I jump in the shower.
Ezra:
Going to pick her up and take her to some park. I’ll send you the address.
I don’t wait for a response before I’m under the hot water. The heat feels good as the hard pressure runs over my tight muscles. We need to figure out a way to get her to move into the penthouse with us. I won’t take no for an answer and neither will Elijah. The issue we’ll face is that she doesn’t really know us yet, but we have to reassure her that it’s what we want without giving anything away.
After my shower, I quickly dress in jeans and a t-shirt before I grab the keys to the Audi T4 and head out. The drive to seeWren is quick and when I arrive, she is sitting outside under one of the umbrellas. Her silken, black hair blows in the wind.
She looks beautiful in a pair of leggings and a t-shirt. I want her to wear my clothes so I know she’s safe.
“Hey, you.” She smiles.
I can’t help but to smile back. “Hop in, little bird.”
She opens the door and slides into the seat next to me. She leans over and kisses my cheek, her lips lingering on my skin.
“I missed you,” she whispers as a blush creeps up her cheeks. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her close, and we stay like that for a moment, our breaths in sync, our hearts beating as one. In that moment, I know I’m falling for her, and it’s a feeling I’ve never experienced before. It’s exhilarating, terrifying, and everything in between.
“Where is Elijah?”
“He had to run to the office to take care of some things. He’s going to meet us,” I reply.
We pull apart, our eyes locked in an unspoken connection. I can see the depth of emotion in her eyes, and I know she can see the same in mine. It’s a moment of vulnerability, of raw honesty, and it’s something I never knew I needed until now.
We sit there, just the two of us, in a bubble of warmth and intimacy, the world outside forgotten. I reach up and brush a stray strand of hair from her face, my fingers lingering on her soft skin. She leans into my touch, her eyes closing as she savors the moment.
“Ready to go to the park,uccellina?” I ask softly, my voice barely above a whisper. She nods, her eyes opening to reveal a mix of happiness and nervousness.
I pull away from the curb and we’re quiet for a moment until Wren asks, “What does that mean?Uccellina?”
I chuckle. “It means ‘little bird’ in Italian.”
“Little bird,” she repeats. “I like it.”
We pull into a parking spot at the park and I can’t help but feel on edge. There are too many people here. Too many unknowns.What if that fucking psycho shows up and tries to take her from us?Over my dead body will he ever lay a finger on her precious skin again.
Chapter Seven
Wren
As we pull up to Centennial Park, my stomach churns seeing all the people here today. I should have known it would be busy today, being a Sunday and all but I didn’t think about it. Now, I’m wishing we would have gone straight to the twins' place.
I turn to see Elijah staring at me, his eyes focused on me with an intensity that takes my breath away. His gaze roams over my body, lingering on my lips before returning to my eyes.
