Chapter 23

“Come on,” Sean said, slipping his arm around Emerson’s waist. “Give me your keys.”

They entered the building after Sean unlocked the door. The elevator was still broken, so it meant Sean lugging Emerson up five flights of stairs. The excursion made Emerson’s head spin. Goddamn elevator.

Outside his door, Ninotchka was already barking. Sean wiggled the key inside, then once it clicked, pushed the door in. Ninotchka was out the door in a flash, running around their legs. When Emerson and Sean made it inside, she followed them.

Sean flipped on the light and shut the door.

A warning alarm went off in Emerson’s head. Honestly, Sean was little more than a stranger. He could bea murderer. A psychopath.

Yeah, a murderer with three Grammys?

“Let’s get your shoes off.” He guided Emerson to the couch then removed his shoes.

Ninotchka jumped up beside Emerson and licked his cheeks. He absently patted her back.