thirteen
“Derren went to get food,” Archer said as they began to ascend the stairs of their apartment building.
He’d hung around at Sizzle much longer than she’d thought he would. Maybe he still thought he had some groveling to do, but he’d stayed with her the whole day, putting in a full shift without complaining. Getting a ride home with him had been a bonus being that it was after dark.
Nya was tired and her eyes were sore from all the reading she’d done. But she was pleased with the headway they’d made. “Sounds like a good plan,” she said and swung around the bannister onto her own floor to stride toward her apartment.
But Archer caught her hand and began to draw her up to his floor. “He won’t be back for a while,” he said, taking her along to his place.
“So you want company?”
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