*Harper*
After waiting in line for what felt like forever, I walked out tucking the plates, plastic silverware, and cups into the book bag with the napkins. Camden was leaning up against the bike. He was watching in the other direction when I came out of the door. I stepped out of the way and just watched him for a moment.
'Hildr...'
'Don't be afraid,' She already knew. His brown eyes scanned the street and sidewalk and the wind ruffled his golden hair, his jaw was relaxed, but the solid jawline was defined and strong. His arms crossed over his broad chest, his long lean legs were crossed at the ankle in front of him. His blue jeans perfectly faded from wash and wear, and the grey Henley shirt fitted perfectly to his arms.
'Is he a match for us? I can't go through that again?'
