4“Do we really have to do this tonight?” I stared out the passenger window of Liam’s Jeep, tracing the rain gliding down the glass with my finger.
“We do, yes.”
It wasn’t until we’d left his apartment that I caught my first glimpse of it from the outside. The home was a beautiful, converted Queen Anne. The way the rooms were laid out, the angles of the walls and curves of doorways, the clawfoot tub, the wainscoting, and Cherrywood molding all made sense to me now.
Initially, I would’ve pegged him for something more modern and glossy, full of conveniences, but this really did fit him. His apartment occupied a good portion of the second floor and turned out to be very cozy and inviting. So much so, in fact, that all I wanted was for him to start the car and drive back. I was ready for jus
