—Eloise—

My eyes dropped for a moment, taking him in, surprised to see he still had our matching tattoos before I forced myself to look back at his face.

He noticed, and of course, smiled.

“You came.”

“You said I should spend the night here.”

“I did.”

He walked past me toward the wardrobe. I stepped inside and closed the door behind me.

Caleb opened the wardrobe and pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a dark T-shirt. He glanced over his shoulder at me before ...