That night, I went home exhausted. Daniel and Taco walked Mayhem and me home as usual, but when we got to the door, I put my hand on his chest when he leaned down to give me his single kiss. “Let’s hold that thought,” I smiled at the shock and then the sadness in his eyes. “Want to come in, eat a huge bowl of peanut butter popcorn, and then complain about our aching bellies while we binge watch Game of Thrones? I’ve never seen it, and I hear it’s best if I not go in alone.” The events of the past ten days had finally caught up with me, and Mart was away. I didn’t feel like doing anything strenuous like cooking a meal, but I did feel like spending more time with Daniel.
He took my keys and unlocked the door. “After you, Madame.”
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