Willow POV
All I'd wanted was a quiet night after the day I'd had. I was looking forward to putting my feet up, heating up the lasagna in the fridge, and continuing the Supernatural marathon I'd started last week.
Most of the monsters they fought were myth, but it was still entertaining.
Instead, the man who’d consumed my thoughts all afternoon had somehow followed me home. And I knew a simple "no" in response to his declaration that we needed to talk was not going to make him go away.
I huffed out a breath. "Fine. But we're not doing it out here where everyone can hear us. You'll need to come up." I finished unlocking the door and pushed through as his boots thumped on the stairs.
My keys landed in the bowl on the kitchen counter that caught a little bit of everything. I grabbed
