28
Sloane
I
’m putting dishes into the dishwasher when a low voice from behind me says, “Making yourself at home, I see.”
I turn to find Declan standing at the corner of the kitchen. He’s been gone all day without leaving a note or texting me where he was going or when he’d be back, and I’m annoyed with myself for wishing that he would have.
Or is that normal? I don’t know. I’ve never visited Emotionville before. So far, it’s quite confusing.
I wish I had a map.
“You left the bedroom door unlocked, so I figured I was allowed to venture out. Was I wrong?”
Working at the knot in his tie, he lets his gaze drift over my body. I’m wearing yoga pants and a sleeveless stretchy crop top, and my feet are bare. By the hungry look in his eyes, you’d think I was stark naked.
“It wasn’t wrong,
