Chapter 46
JAY
Maggie stared at my lips like she wanted to kiss me. I could give her what she wanted. It was hard not to when every muscle in my body was tense, begging for some kind of release. I leaned in and her lips parted in surprise. I pulled a piece of fuzz off the shoulder of her coat and flicked it away. She blushed. I hid a smile.
“What do you mean, thanks to me?” she asked, stepping back.
“Sounds like you talked Nico off his ledge.”
“I don’t know about that. I just didn’t want to see him hurt himself. Worse than he already was, I mean.”
No one cared about people as much as Maggie. It was probably a preacher’s kid kind of thing. I’d never gone to church so I didn’t know a lot of religious types. Maggie wasn’t in-your-face about her beliefs, but there was something about her
