The Man She Shouldn't Look At Twice I
RAIN had already soaked through Stella's hoodie by the time she reached the porch. The sky was split open, the storm wild enough to drown out every thought in her head except one, thought that she needed shelter.
May, her best friend, had texted an hour ago that she wouldn’t make it home tonight.
“Dad will let you in,” she had said, like that was nothing, like that wasn’t the one detail that should have made her think twice.
He opened the door before she even knocked.
Mr. Cole.
Still in the same black dress shirt he had worn to work, his sleeves rolled up to his forearms, jaw tense, hair slightly messed like he had been running his hands through it. The living room lights behind him softened the edges of his face, but nothing could soften the wa
