Winter's POV
"I'm heading home by that route. I'll check it out." I repeated. Amy disassociate for a second there, hence why I needed to repeat myself.
Dane held my arm.
His eyes asked me if I was sure I could do that for them.
It was Christmas.
Junkies all over the place wasn't anything out of the blue.
"I'll be fine." I assured.
"I have a better plan, Winter. Stay with us for the night. Tomorrow will be Christmas and you can head back home in the morning after breakfast." Nick suggested. I agreed because I didn't want to bother them.
"Alright. I'll check it out tomorrow morning. And let's lift the mood up. It's Christmas. We should be celebrating." A smirk danced on my lips as Dane smiled back. That soft, vulnerable smile he only showed when he was with me.
So I stayed.
