POV: Brigail
They rode in silence as she stared out the window. Eli would glance at her every few seconds, weighing her mood.
He wasn't sure what she really thought of his peace offering. And aside from their brief moment of unreserved affability, she'd retreated back to her shell.
He swore under his breath as they drew near her street. The car slowed to a stop at the curb in front of her building.
She unbuckled her seatbelt and Eli mimicked her movement. But as he was unlatching his belt, she put her rough, shaky hand over his.
"Thank you. That was the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me," she murmured. Her voice was hoarse and trembling, as though she was trying to keep it steady.
Eli locked his gaze with hers. "Stay."
She drew her eyebrows together quizzically.
"Stay at the
