Dominic's POV
I pulled her in before she'd finished opening the door.
Not rushed. Just decided. My hand found her wrist and drew her through, and I closed the door behind her without letting go, the garment bag swinging from her other hand and knocking softly against my leg. Her head settled just under my chin whilst I still kept my arms around her.
I let myself have that for a moment.
The bag slipped from her hand to the floor. I didn't move to pick it up yet.
"Hi," she said into my chest.
"Hi."
The apartment was warm. The city outside was doing its quiet Tuesday evening thing, all low traffic and distant sound. I held her until it felt like she'd exhaled something she'd been carrying all day. Then I pulled back, picked up the garment bag, and hung it carefully on the hook by the
