“Are you leaving?” Her voice was low, so I knew she was still tired. “Yeah, I’ve got to head out. Are you going to be okay?” The anxiety in my chest left me feeling uncomfortable, but I had no idea why. “Oh, okay.” The disappointment in her voice broke my heart, and I hated the way it made me feel. “I can come back after I finish up at the club. Is that cool?” Normandee’s eyes lit up, and the shit stirred something in my soul. This woman brought out a side of me I barely recognized, and I wasn’t sure how to feel about
