Lily's POV
Josh walked me home to my apartment building, his body a solid and constant warmth against the mild cold night air.
The subway ride had reddened his skin, leaving him broader than usual, and when his fingers brushed against mine, the warmth stayed long past when we parted at my door.
I looked at him, my heart still pounding from all that had happened. "I really do enjoy tonight," I said quietly.
His lips turned up into the smallest semblance of a smile, but his stare remained intense, absorbing every inch of me. The way his eyes went across my face sent a slow shiver through me that had nothing to do with the cold.
"Sleep well, Lily," he said, his low voice almost hypnotic.
There was something in the way he said my name that made warmth coil in my stomach.
