Chapter 58

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I was still on high alert when my day was over. It wasn’t until after I collected Brandon and had us ensconced in my locked house that I was able to begin to relax. Brandon looked at me sideways when I triple-checked the locks and made several circuits to make sure we were safe. He wisely didn’t say anything when I insisted on cooking instead of ordering in, even though all I had were the makings for hamburgers and frozen fries. He went along with it all until I sat on the couch, pulled him down and tucked him close into my side, and then vehemently vetoed his movie suggestion. I knew better than to think I could handle an action film with explosions right now.

When I picked an inane comedy that I knew damn well neither of us would find funny, Brandon finally had enough. He gently extricated the remote from my hand and tossed it on the coffee table before turning toward me, straddling my thigh, and looking me straight in the eye.

“Please tell me what’s going on.”