I felt it when he left. Is it always like this? Maybe only when you’re falling in love. Movement from the corner of my eye turns my stomach, until I realize I recognize the person. “Mr. Michaels?” And then I wonder if I should be more afraid of him or the shadows I think I see. “Oh. Hi. Yes. Micah. How are you?” He steps from the trees onto the driveway. I glance around him, suddenly wary. “I’m fine. Heading to your house, actually.” “Yes, the yearly party. I’m leaving town tonight—thank goodness. And hopefully my wife will have the sense to make sure everyone stays the night.” He sighs as he keeps pace with me. I’m shocked that he’s letting this happen after forcing Landon to leave Lacey at the party. “Did you have fun?” he asks. “Landon was a gentleman.” A gentleman?
