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He sat in the coffee shop with a book in one hand and a coffee in the other. This. This was true bliss. It had been months since James had a quiet moment alone and he wanted nothing to ruin it. Then someone sat down next to him and the werewolf gave a low growl. “What?” Normally he’s a bit more sociable, but this was his one chance damn it.
“We can just sit if you want,” Parker offered in a form of apology as she took a seat beside James. She played with the rim of her coffee for a beat, not sure what to add to that. It may have been the wrong time to approach.














