“We had an eventful evening.” Sloane ran a hand through his hair, and sighed. “I'm tired. I'm sure she is, too. She was desperate to get back here to see you guys. Don't you know she would've done the exact same thing for any of you? That's just the kind of woman she is. Her heart is bigger than her sense of self-preservation, but how else do you expect her to be able to love six difficult, demanding assholes?”
