I slammed the front door behind me, letting out a sigh as I leaned against it for a second.
The house was quiet. Thank God. No Tyler waiting with some smoldering allegation, no Julie prowling nearby. I made my way to my room, kicking off my shoes and dropped my luggage on the floor, pleased to finally have some privacy.
I walked straight to the bathroom, turning on the tap and spraying cold water on my face, hoping it would erase the swirl of thoughts from the night. But, of course, it merely brought things to the surface, brighter and more vivid.
Ryan.
The way his eyes lighted up when he looked at me, the ease of our laughter, and the familiar aching in my chest I thought I’d buried long ago.
My heart remained pounding simply thinking how it had felt being near him again, and but
