**Kait**

He takes me to a bar and grill after we leave the burned remains of his father’s office. As I'm told, the bar is Uptown, his neck of the woods.

It’s quiet inside, far removed from the clamor out in the streets, where the parties are still in full swing, despite dawn nearly arriving.

I realize then that I haven’t slept all night, yet I’m not tired. I keep thinking of Jake sitting beside me in the small booth, his lean body pressing against me, holding ...