I waited for about 5 minutes, letting the silence that followed after what he said die down.

The knock had barely faded when I unlatched the door, and there he was—Shane.

Disheveled, jaw clenched, black hoodie slung over his broad shoulders, eyes blazing with something dangerously close to desperation.

He didn’t say a word, he just exhaled sharply after finally seeing my face and surged forward and kissed me.

His hands tangled into my hair, his breath hot and broken against my ...