Chapter Sixty Four
The heavy oak door clicked into place with a sound that vibrated straight through the floorboards, sealing us inside the room that had officially become my entire world. The deadbolt turned, a harsh, mechanical snap that sounded exactly like a cell door locking at a state penitentiary. Stone stood with his back to the door for a long moment, his broad shoulders rising and falling as he took deep, heavy breaths. The leather of his cut creaked with every movement, a sound I used to find comforting because it meant he was home, but now it just sounded like the binding of a trap.
I was standing near the foot of the bed, my bare feet freezing against the wood, my hands clenched into tight fists at my sides. The silence between us stretched out, thick and suffocating, vibrat
