As I weave through the cars in the parking lot, a figure blocks my path, causing me to almost run into it.

"Thought you didn't do malls anymore, baby."

The unmistakable voice spreads an unwelcome chill through my body, causing my spine to straighten.

As I look up, a part of me wishes it's not the person I'm expecting, but I'm short on luck this time.

"Jake," I say shortly.

His lips curve upward in a slow, almost devilish smirk. "Thought you'd forgotten my voice for a second there."

How could I forget?

I don't think I could ever forget anything about him if I tried, and I hate myself...