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matchmaker, you sure break all the rules in your own
relationships.”
    “The story of my life,” I agreed, sadly.
    “Yeah, well, you need to take responsibility for it too.
Don’t you always tell the girls they need to teach a guy to treat them how they
want to be treated? You need to take your own advice.”
    Allison was right again. I hated it when she was right,
especially when it clashed with my own opinions.
    “I don’t like you very much right now,” I said, making a
face at her.
    “It’s ok, I love you too.”
    Allison had given me a lot to think about. I knew I
shouldn’t just jump and forgive Jake so quickly, especially after the ordeal he
put me through. My problem was figuring out when exactly I should let him know
that my feelings were less set against him. And would it be too late by then?
Would he have been so discouraged by my lack of response and encouragement that
he’d give up or move on?
    “By the way, speaking of Jude,” Allison cut in, recalling my
attention, “have you heard from him again?”
    “No actually. I haven’t heard from him since that phone call
two weeks ago.”
    “Good. If he knows what’s good for him, he’ll steer clear of
you and especially me. I won’t be afraid to kick his ass,” Allison said
menacingly.
    “Let’s hope for his sake, he stays away,” I laughed. “You’ve
already compiled a long list of people whose asses you’re going to kick.”
    “Damn straight. I still think you should have reported him
to the cops”.
    “That’s water under the bridge,” I replied. “It’s already
over and the damage has been done. I just want to get on with my life and
forget Jude was ever a part of it.”
    “I hope that happens too.”
    Jude had been the last thing on my mind these last few weeks
with Jake taking up prime real estate in my thoughts. I barely spared a thought
for him or our strange phone conversation.

Chapter Eight
    A bouquet of flowers was waiting for me in front of my
apartment when I got home that night. The beautiful bunch of red peonies was
placed on my doorstep. I picked up the vase and sniffed in the fragrant scent
before glancing at the note attached.
    “Just thinking about you.”
    -JP
    I couldn’t help the grin that tugged at my lips. Jake never
sent the same bouquet or flower twice, and finally he got it right. They were
my favorite flowers.
    Moving the vase to one arm, I dug in my purse for my keys
and opened my door. It had been a long day at work and I was glad to be home. I
was looking forward to slipping on my comfortable fleece pajamas and vegging
out in front of the TV with a tub of ice cream
    My apartment was dark since I had to work late at the office.
I navigated to the kitchen in the dark and placed the bouquet on the countertop
when I felt a strange sense of foreboding. The skin on the back of my neck
pricked up and my heart began to race. I gave my head a tiny shake trying to
clear the negative vibe I was feeling, and reached for the light switch and
flipped it on.
    A moment later I heard footsteps walking towards the
kitchen. It was coming from the living room. I froze in fear for what felt like
hours. Everything seemed to move in slow motion.
    There was an intruder in my house. The realization
sent a jolt of adrenaline through me. I had to think fast. My eyes darted
around the kitchen looking for some weapon or thing to protect myself. My eyes
land on a block of knives across the kitchen on the countertop next to the
doorway. I tried to make my way towards it when I was stopped in my tracks.
    “I’ve been waiting for you.” The voice sounded very
familiar, though I had never heard it sound so menacing before. Jude stood in
the kitchen, blocking the doorway and the block of knives.
    I was shocked at his appearance. He looked unrecognizable.
His hair was long and shaggy and hung over his brows just past his eyes. He had
a scruffy beard that covered his normally boyish appearance. What was most
shocking were the large