They stayed longer than they intended.
As twilight settled over them and patrons set out on their ways, Michelle couldn’t help but feel it again. Light seemed dimmer. Shadows seemed darker. Murnar’s scent still lingered as if he never made it back with Briana. That would never have happened, Michelle told herself.
She had her family. She had Shane. She had the town. Murnar was old news. She could discard him at any moment… She wanted to at least. The fact of the matter was that she couldn’t really be done with him. All of her memories of him lingering in the shadows, or the ones where he’d approach her out of nowhere kept rushing out into her mind’s eye. It wasn’t fair. He was gone and so he should be gone from there too.
“Easy now,” Shane murmured to her, then asked, “Where are you
