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“Keep it with you.”
“I always do.”
His face tightened.
Right. Poor phrasing. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be.”
They left my door open.
Chief was still there. Leaning against the opposite wall.
“Why are you still here?” I asked.
His eyes moved to mine.
“Waiting.”
“For what?”
He didn’t answer.
Something in my chest squeezed. “Chief.”
“Go to sleep, Piper.”
I pulled the blankets up.
He pushed off the wall.
For one stupid second, disappointment hit me.
Then he crossed to my doorway. He didn’t come in.
His hand settled against the frame.
“I meant it,” he said.
“What?”
The hall light was behind him, leaving most of his face shadowed.
“That night.” Max. My text. His gun.
My arms around him.
I miss you.
I stopped breathing.
Chief looked directly at me. “You get a bad feeling, you call us.”
His voice lowered. “You call me.”
My heart turned traitor all over again.
“Always.” Then he left.
