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girls’ direction. Tricia put a smile on.
    Kennick greeted his wife with a kiss, Cristov doing the same for Ricky. There was room at the end of both seats for Tricia, and she chose to sit beside Kennick and Kim – mostly because she was more interested in watching Cristov and Ricky. Marriage had settled things for the husband and wife. A boyfriend and girlfriend would provide more entertaining body language.
    “It’s good to see you, Tricia,” Cristov said, his eyes warm. She felt closer to Cristov than she did to Kennick; Cristov had been the one to save her from Paul, had brought her to his trailer to keep her safe afterwards. “You look good.”
    “Thanks, it’s good to see you too” she said back, the smile no longer quite as forced. She turned to Kennick. “Both of you.”
    She took a moment to look around the diner, breathe in the familiar smells. A lot of familiar faces, too. She caught a few of them looking back, their eyes widening slightly in recognition. She felt like shrinking back into her seat, and fought it. As much as it no longer felt like her hometown, this was her hometown. The stares were something she would need to get used to.
    “How are you doing?” Kennick asked. The question was so casual, so normal, yet there was nothing cavalier about the asking.
    “I’m good,” Tricia said after a brief pause. “I’m…getting used to being back.”
    Kennick nodded. Tricia was struck by the green of his eyes. All the Volanis siblings had those green eyes, but there were subtle differences in each shade. Kennick’s were like a level sea. Cristov’s were lighter, like clover. And Damon’s, she could still remember, were the darkest. Forest green, almost shadowy.
    “We just went to the storage unit,” Ricky said, steering the conversation towards something lighter. “I forgot how much stuff was in there.”
    “I haven’t,” Cristov said with a grin. “Neither have my muscles.”
    “Oh, yeah,” Tricia said. “I meant to thank you guys for helping clear it out. I was…well, you know.”
    She swallowed. Maybe this dinner was a bad idea, after all. What could they talk about that wouldn’t wind back to the event that linked them all together? Tricia had left so suddenly, afraid of the bikers coming after her, that she’d left everything behind. It had been the Volanis family that cleared out the house and brought everything into storage. She owed them her life and the return of her security deposit.
    “Of course,” Kennick said. “It was nothing. We were happy to do it.”
    “They were suitably rewarded for their good deed,” Ricky said with a wink. “No thanks necessary, trust me.”
    Tricia had to laugh at that, joined in by Cristov, while Kim blushed and Kennick shook his head, a smile on his face. Cristov slid his arm across Ricky’s shoulders. Tricia felt a bittersweet happiness, seeing the adoration in Cristov’s eyes as he looked down at her friend. She’d always liked Cristov. She was glad Ricky had finally come around to seeing how good he really was.
    A waitress came by and took their orders; there was no need to look at a menu, as everyone had their own personal favorites. Conversation turned to town gossip, much to Tricia’s relief. By the time the food arrived, Tricia had almost managed to forget what had kept her away from Kingdom from so long.
    But every time she looked at the empty space across from her in the booth, she remembered something else.
    The person she wished was sitting there. The one person she wanted to see.
    That strange and unavoidable longing seemed to get stronger by the minute, and even overcame her hunger as she picked at her sandwich. She’d been looking forward to it, an old slice of heaven that had never ceased to make her happy. It smelled just like she remembered it. But the few bites she took didn’t taste right. Or, at least, it didn’t taste the same. It didn’t really taste like anything. The conversation around her slowly receded