Half an hour later, Alaric stepped inside the apartment without hesitation. Roxie couldn’t help watching his face as he took in the messy apartment, Benjamin’s sprawled body on the couch, and Josiah dozing in the chair. Her hands trembled with anxiety, but he didn’t flinch. He didn’t judge. He didn’t even look angry to be called out of the blue so late.
He just came over and put a warm hand on her back. “What do you need me to do?” he asked gently.
The relief at hearing those words nearly made her knees buckle. Roxie realized she’d been right to call him.
When faced with all four options earlier, Roxie hadn’t been sure who to call. Deep down, she knew either one of them would have dropped everything to come to her, just like Tyler had done when she called him to pick her up from Lucas
