Chapter 6

My cheeks heated, not knowing what to expect, and the sight of him in an old T-shirt, frayed jeans-shorts, and sandals affected me. I didn’t want to say anything stupid.

He stopped next to me as the elevator dinged. I stepped inside, and he did the same. We remained silent on the descent to the lobby, and he followed me outside the building. I wasn’t sure what to say, so I gave him an awkward nod and started walking toward the station. I didn’t get very far before he grabbedmy hand and hugged me close.

I floundered a little, but soon returned the embrace, and oh, God, he felt wonderful. Warm and solid, his arms strong and muscled, my head on his shoulder, and I could feel his body shudder. I didn’t hear him cry, but the trembling gave away his emotional state. All I could do was stand there and offer what comfort I could, for as long as he needed it. It didn’t matter why.