Chapter 7

Jesse squared his shoulders and prepared to walk over and introduce himself. There was no sign of Jack being anything other than eager to see him, therefore there was no reason for Jesse to be embarrassed. But then he noticed Jack roll his shoulders as he brought his hand down from the wave. The movement was familiar somehow, which didn’t make any sense.

Until all the loose pieces rattling around in Jack’s brain clicked together. The wolf Twitter handle, the name, those eyes, that shoulder roll that Jesse had seen dozens of times, usually right before a baddie vampire or werewolf got their ass beat.

The man in the hideous whale sweatshirt was Jack Anders.