Chapter Twenty-Four
Stasia excused herself to use the restroom, and Owen managed to stay in his seat for an entire minute before following her into the hallway. He knew she couldn't want him trailing after her every minute, and he considered it a great show of restraint when he merely waited in the hall for her to come back rather than following her and waiting outside the bathroom door.
He wasn't that attached.
Really.
Stasia raised her eyebrows when she saw him leaning against the wall outside of the kitchen. "What's up?" she asked. She stepped close, letting her fingers brush against his side.
It was a relief, a confirmation that he wasn't the only one who thought they were too far apart when they weren't touching.
"Just wanted to see you." His wolf felt a bit more settled last ni
