That little boy in me was leaping in my damn chest when I left Kingsley and charged on back across to Franklin, and I tried to push him down. I tried to scoff at his insanity and his pathetic outlook on the world, but today I couldn’t contain him. I couldn’t force him back into the depths where he belonged. The silly little fool would learn his lesson, of that I was sure. But not right then. Right then it was all about Chloe Sutton and that sweet little smile.
