Raegan could not stop to think about the risks. She held the phone to her ear with her shoulder as she darted toward the entryway to pull her boots back on. She noticed for a fleeting moment that they were tucked neatly against the wall, toes pressed into the baseboard, laces stowed in the shaft—so unlike the way she normally kicked them off in any random direction. But then Maelona was saying her name, asking if the coffee shop would work as a meeting place, so she just shoved her feet into her shoes without further investigation.
He def brought her home
