Dane
He'd been in bed, reading, waiting to hear from John when he heard the key in the lock.
In the tiny, silent apartment, the sound of the metal sliding into the lock was like a gunshot. His entire body startled. He grabbed his gun from the bedside and was on his feet and behind the door within a second.
But then he heard a voice.
A high voice.
A shaky, and slightly unhinged voice.
Lila was talking to herself. Giving herself a pep talk. And everything in him melted. He'd dropped the gun and rushed into the hall. But when he got to the living room and he could see her, it stopped him in his tracks.
She'd heard him coming and was starting to run, when he said her name and she froze.
She'd turned to look at him over her shoulders and her eyes were so wide he could see the whites all the way around. Something in his chest burst open at the sight of her, the smell of her and his voice came out like a whisper.
