Craig 
I met my little pixie in a coffee house and we hit it off right away. That is, until she saw me shoot someone. But in my defense, they were coming to rob the coffee shop. Who does that? Now, I’ll do anything to get her back and make her realize that she’s mine. Kidnapping? I’m not too good for that. Getting shot? Play up the sympathy card. Marry her? You’re damn straight I will. Lay down my life for her? In a heartbeat. I would do anything for this woman and I will make her mine. 


Reese 
It was one non-date. We had coffee together. After we bumped into each other. It was more of a meet-cute than anything. It was fun until I realized how very naive I was. I mean, the man said that he had a gun on him and I laughed it off like an idiot. Who actually carries around a gun with them. Apparently, everyone from Reed Security. But I didn’t see that, and now I have a stalker. Not just any stalker though. This man takes everything to the extreme. But I can survive him. I will survive him. And when all is said and done, I’ll go back to my life and the boring men I date. Right? 



“What are you doing here?” I shouted at his lifeless body. 
“Installing security,” he grumbled as he finally opened his eyes and tried to sit up. “We talked about this last night.” 
“I never told you to come in my house! How did you even get in here?” 
“Brook gave me your key last night.” 
“Of course she did. You know, it’s my house, not hers. You have to get my permission to come in here, which I didn’t give!” 
“I told you I was coming today. You didn’t say no.” 
“I didn’t say yes either!” 
“Is everything alright in here?” 
I spun around with a shriek and held my bat at the ready. “Who are you?” 
“I’m Alec, Craig’s teammate.” 
“Let me guess, you just decided to let yourself in too.” 
“You didn’t get her permission?” he said to Craig accusingly. 
“She didn’t say no.” 
A blonde woman walked into the room, wearing some kind of commando gear that made me feel a little lacking. “Oh, good. You’re awake. I knew this was how it was gonna go down. Thank you for attacking yours and not mine.” 
“What are you talking about? Who are you?” 
“I’m Florrie. This,” she jerked her thumb at Alec, “is mine. That’s yours.” She waved her hand at Craig, who was starting to sit up and looked to be nursing his ribs. Served him right. 
“That is not mine. He just keeps showing up!”

Wolf