78 - IT'S TIME FOR THE END

MORGANA FOSTER

Always a little box of surprises. Not always filled with good ones. I feel the air being knocked out of me as he looks around the restaurant. Trembling, I raise my hands and gesture to get his attention before he leaves thinking I gave him the wrong address.

He sees me and makes his way to the table as fast as the wind itself. His hair is tousled, and his breath is uneven as if he had been running to get here. His eyes soften when he sees me up close. Elliot withdrew his hand and eyed Ryan with a furious expression.

"What?" Elliot asked, annoyed. "Did you lose something with me?"

Ryan raised an eyebrow at him and scoffed. "Nothing," he replied sharply and turned to me. "Why didn't you wait for me at the door?"

I roll my eyes, dissatisfied. "Humph," I exhale, laughing softly in the background. Elliot shrugged and chuckled behind his napkin as he wiped his mouth.

"Outside was more dangerous than in here, Mr. Burke," I say, pouting and looking at him with pleading eyes. "Or