Fuck security. I didn’t need reassurance—I needed her. I shook out my hands and headed for her door. Chloe answered mid-knock, like she’d been waiting. I stared at her, letting the space between us fill with the good intentions I’d abandoned. The weight of what I should do threatened to crush me, so I let it all go and stepped toward her. “Changed my mind.” “Thank god,” she breathed as she launched herself at me.
