Less than an hour later, I was at Madelyn’s door. I knocked hard four times, a gray drizzle soaking my long sleeve shirt even in July. When Madelyn opened the door, her brows slid together, and she immediately dragged me inside and into her arms. I crushed her to me, squeezing my eyes tight as I wrapped her up like she’d disappear if I didn’t hold on tight enough. She clung to me just as desperately, and then her lips found mine, and I sighed into her kiss, losing myself, losing the day.
