Ethan
“You stay here. There should be a patrol still watching your house.” I explained as I slung my leather coat on.
“No way! I’m coming with you.” Oliver pleaded working his own coat on.
“No.” I growled, which made Oliver pause.
I shut my eyes, calming the panic that rose up in my throat. When I opened them Oliver was staring at me with disbelief, which made me feel even worse for having that tone with him. I approached him and cupped his cheek, the warmth from his face feeling so right in the palm of my hand.
“I can’t let anything happen to you.”
“Ethan-“ Oliver began to protest but I cut him off.
“Screw it, okay? We’re well past professionalism at this point Ollie and you know it.”
Oliver stood there quietly. I could see the same conclusion appear in his eyes. His deep emer
