Chapter 67

We make it as far as the kitchen before he stops me. The door’s still swinging shut and we’re just a few feet away from the door beneath the stairs. That damn door has never looked so inviting to me before, I can’t wait to lock it behind us.

But he pulls up short and turns me around in his arms. “Dae,” he sighs.

I love the sound of my name in his voice.

“Almost there,” I say. I like the coyness that laces my words.