Maya almost dropped her basket when she saw him.

There he was. Standing in front of the milk section like it was the most normal thing in the world. With his black jacket and dark jeans. That same lazy posture she’d noticed a hundred times before when he leaned against his bike outside the corner store.

Gosh, it was really him. Eddie Simpson

Her stomach flipped so hard that it almost hurt. She had seen him around the neighborhood for weeks, but always from a distance. But not too ...