Danielle POV
I can’t tell if I scared Knox last night or if I just turned him on more than he was ready to handle. He looked at me like he wanted to throw me on the bed and lose control, but then he told me to get some sleep and walked out of the room without another word. That’s not exactly the reaction I expected after offering myself so openly. I’m still wearing one of his club shirts, oversized and soft, and the scent of him lingers in the fabric like it belongs there.
I don’t know if he ever came back to bed. I slept straight through the night, and when I woke up, he was already gone. Padding barefoot into the main bar, I spot Hex sitting at one of the corner tables with a cup of coffee in hand. When she sees me, she stands with a smile.
“I’ll grab you a coffee,” she says before I
