Colt.
The hospital doors slide open and the cold air hits my face in relief but it’s nothing compared to the triumph buzzing under my skin.
Rain’s arm is looped through mine, supporting my weight as we walk to the taxi parked in the lot.
It had been so easy getting her back. All her bullshit talk and she didn’t even last more than a few f*****g hours.
Emma stormed out an hour ago, her face twisted in disgust when the discharge papers were signed.
Good. One less b***h to deal with.
Rain’s quiet the whole drive, her fingers tightly wrapped around mine. I let my head loll against her shoulder keeping my breath shallow.
It works every time.
Inside her apartment, the smell of vanilla hits me immediately and I almost smile.
So good to be home.
She helps me to the couch, fussing with pi
