Declan drove straight from the cliffs to the lobby door of Polly’s building, the engine of the Triumph cutting into the silence of the night. Before she had the chance to chicken out, Polly asked the question that had been on her lips since he’d driven her home following the Billy situation.

“Would you like to come up?” Polly asked.

“If you’re sure,” Declan said.

“Positive!” Polly said.

Up in Polly’s apartment, she ...