ABIGEAL

I CREPT into the house and closed the door slowly so I didn't wake anyone up. I let out a breath as the door shut without a sound and bent at the waist to take off my shoes so I could walk to my room soundlessly.

I turned and looked directly at Blaine, sitting cross legged on the sofa with a glass of wine and staring at me.

I swallowed and tried to banish the feeling that rose up in me, like I was a teenager getting caught sneaking in at midnight, and said casually. “I didn't know you'd still be up.”

He took a sip from his wine...