~Elara~
I whirled, a jar of pasta sauce clutched to my chest like a shield. Caleb stood in the shadowed hallway leading to my bedroom, his tall frame nearly filling the narrow space. In the dim light, his eyes gleamed with unnatural brightness.
"Jesus Christ!" I gasped, heart hammering. "Do you always lurk in dark hallways? How did you even get in here?"
"Your roommate let me in before she left." He stepped into the kitchen, concern etched into the hard lines of his face. "You weren't answering your phone."
I glanced at my bag where my phone resided, silenced during my shopping trip. "So you decided breaking and entering was the logical next step?"
"After what happened here, can you blame me for being concerned?" His gaze swept over me, assessing. "Especially when I get word that you'
