Kael
By the time we slipped away from the dining room, the laughter still echoed faintly down the hallway. The house felt lighter tonight, as if it had finally remembered how to breathe again.
Reddick walked beside me, his shoulder deliberately brushing mine with every step. When we reached my door, I pulled out the key, but before I could turn it, he leaned against the wall, arms crossed, that familiar teasing smirk on his lips.
“Well,” he drawled, “that wasn’t so bad now, was it? Introducing me to everyone.”
I glanced back at him, arching a brow. “You behaved better than I expected. I was half-ready for you to start a food fight with the boys.”
Reddick’s grin widened as he pushed off the wall and stepped closer. “I was charming. Admit it.”
I snorted, unlocking the door and stepping
