Kat:
I was at the window when I saw Saint’s truck pull into the driveway. It was unmistakable—his big black jacked-up beast of a truck. I raised an eyebrow as I watched him hop out and rush around to Shay’s side, steadying her as she got out. He had his hand on her waist like he couldn’t get close enough, and the way he kissed the top of her head—well, that was definitely not just a casual gesture.
A smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I opened the door before Shay could even make it halfway up the steps. She’d looked at me from the driveway, her face a mix of uncertainty and something else I couldn’t quite put my finger on. She definitely wasn’t the same as she had been when she left the other last night.
I wrapped my arms around Shay, pulling her into a tight hug. I could feel
