“How did you know I was coming? Did Pen tell you?” “You never stopped sharing your location with me.” “I know that. But still, you’d have to have checked where I was to…” Oh. “I can’t sleep unless I know where you are.” His shrug is delighted. Unapologetic. “And during the day…I just feel better keeping tabs. Control, you know?” He leans in and presses a single, soft kiss to my hair, murmuring, “I’d say sorry, but you should probably just get used to the way I am.”
