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Alek POV

I close my eyes and pretend the lips against mine are Chloe's. Against the darkness of my eyelids I see her face, beautiful and flawless. Chloe puts her hands on the nape of my neck and I grab her by her hips, pulling her closer. The hair that tickles my arm isn't black in my mind, but blonde and wavy. When I break from the kiss I'm forced to open my eyes, and seeing Mimi standing there makes me feel sick. I went through the same thing last time I kissed Mimi on the rooftop across from the human's art show, but I felt less guilty that time. Back then I still had some feelings for her. Now though...

"Mmm..." she hums, smiling. "You just keep getting better. Not practicing on other girls, are you?"

I tuck her hair behind her ear, feeling nauseous on the inside but smirking on the outer. "You know we aren't exclusive," I say.

"And you know I wish that would change," she trails her finger from my lips to my chest. I feel like shuddering but that would probably kill the romantic mood...

"We should go back," I whisper, worrying about Chloe. "The Uniter should be home by now."

"She can take care of herself," Mimi presses her forehead against mine and looks upwards into my eyes. It's a cute move and I can only imagine how adorable it would look on Chloe. How is it that I can't think of anyone else? Surely on her date with that human she isn't thinking of me. The thought depresses me and I crave instant pleasure. I force myself to push my mouth forward and it connects with Mimi's.

Chloe POV

I try to smile pleasantly at the elderly woman but there's no denying how uncomfortable she makes me feel. There's something about her eyes that completely sets me off. Even as she pays me a compliment, those eyes are insulting me. My instincts tell me to get out of there, to bolt for the nearest exit, but I push them away. Brian's grandmother, a threat? I'd have to be insane to believe that.

"Brian, can I talk to you in the kitchen for a moment?" She asks politely. Brian looks up at her and then at me, an apologizing look on his face.

"Sure," he gets up from the couch and walks with her to the ivory swinging door.

I look down at my hands and wring them nervously. I wasn't exactly loving it here when Brian was standing next to me, holding my hand, let alone sitting here deserted. Without him all my fears come bubbling to the surface. What if my feeling is right? What if there's actually something wrong with this place? Maybe not his grandmother, but if the Order knew I was coming here, they could have preset a trap...

I take out my cell phone, planning to text Alek, but I don't have any service. I walk back and forth, trying to get a connection, but the bar stays at zero. Weird.

Instead I decide to fill the time by looking around the room. There are only a few pictures and no one I recognize. After all, Brian had just found out his grandmother was alive only a month ago. There would be no baby pictures, no family reunions. I sit back down and without realizing I start to listen into their conversation.

"-don't know anything about her. About her background. I'm just telling you to be careful," his grandmother whispers. Wait, what?

"I actually know plenty about her background," Brian says, sounding quite proud of himself for knowing my secret.

"Like what?" His grandmother inquires, more than curiosity in her voice.

No. He wouldn't. He wouldn't spill everything about me to a woman he barely knew, one of which I had to admit, worried me. I panic, thinking of how I could end this conversation. On sudden impulse I stand up and quickly walk over to the door, fist ready to knock.

"It doesn't matter, Grandmother. All you have to know is that I trust her and that I love her," I freeze and slowly put my hand down. Of course Brian wouldn't tell. Why did I have so little faith in him? I stay by the door though, so I can hear more clearly.

"I'm just worried," she says softly. "I don't want you to get hurt. She doesn't seem very committed to your relationship." Relationship?

"That's because we aren't in one." He admits and I let out a small breathe of relief.

"Well what are you waiting for?"

"I...I kinda think she likes another guy."

I take a step back. Why would he think I like Alek? I hadn't even brought him up since the time Brian walked in on us kissing, and every time he saw us together since then Alek and I had been arguing. I sit back down, feeling clouded and confused.

It was time to figure out how I really felt.