AquariusGuy

Things may not be as they seem... someone wanted to get caught.... maybe?

Those answers are coming.

The police arrived quickly, taking flashing crime scene photos of the vandalism. Grandma and the lead Black Hawk guard escorted the officers to the security room to review whatever footage the cameras had managed to record. Through it all, Chase just sat on the low stone wall outside, his eyes locked onto the dripping red letters: DON'T TRUST CHASE. Here is the thing—Chase hadn’t given me a single reason to doubt him. It was going to take a hell of a lot more than a can of spray paint

I debated naming the chapter No sexy time

There is security... wait for that reveal. Little B's drawing opens a can of worms and someone learns a new power.

Same person and no.

Duh... I need ideas

Craziness... all around.

I stared at the bear for a long moment before picking it up. The first thing I noticed was that it smelled exactly like Chase—the familiar, comforting scent of his cologne. The chain was one he wore frequently, but the ring hanging from it was something I had never seen before. “Ethan’s grandmother got that for me,” Chase said, leaning against the doorway with a soft smile. “It’s beautiful,” I said, choking back a sudden wave of tears. Chase crossed the room, sitting beside me on

The bear, chain and ring were all from Chase. Little B brings trouble??? Ethan will be good for Noah. It's

He did and the fact that he was friends with Chase, he tried to avoid any conflicts but more were presented with other folks. Ethan is going to be good for Noah.

I didn't want to word for word lay out the whole session. You know... HIPAA and all Ethan is going to help Noah but there is a reason we also met Kellan. I left out what his job was. The big reveal was the end.... and it does have a meaning.

I looked around the waiting room, my mind frantically mapping out an escape route. Chase took my hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “It’s going to be okay,” he whispered. Lately, my nightmares had picked up in violent intensity, and I was avoiding sleep like the plague. Chase had mentioned he knew someone who might be able to help, but he’d needed to clear it first. “Noah Jacobs?” a nurse called from the doorway. I stood up, gripping my intake paperwork, and tried to subtl

He does and it shouldn't be his Uncle.

Nope. Yes. Wouldn't you like to know. Well more questions asked than answered...