When Amara got home, Leo was sitting on the pavement looking like he was waiting for something. She didn’t want to bring up her hopes.
There was no way in hell he was waiting for her.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” he said to her and she blinked, surprised.
“Me?” she asked, unable to hide her surprise. She didn’t know he would willingly talk to her ever. She’d behaved like a big i***t. She still is.
“Who else?” he said, standing up to go inside and holding the door for her. As she passed, she took in his features. He was getting buffer again, he hadn’t still gotten a haircut, his hair fell over his face. When she reached him, she stopped in front of him.
He looked at her with a raised brow.
“You’re not going in?” he asked.
“What’s this about?” she asked him.
Instead of giving her an
