It was almost midnight by the time they pulled up in front of Abby’s childhood home. A light rain spattered against the windows, the wipers making a soft whoosh as they swept across the windshield. The porch light glowed warm against the dark, the familiar sight tugging at something deep in her chest.
Joe shifted to glance out the window, his eyes still wide despite the long hours on the road. Abby wasn’t sure he had slept at all. She had drifted in and out, tucked into his warm body, soothed by his cedarwood scent and the steady rise and fall of his chest beneath her cheek.
“Your mom’s up waiting for you,” Leo said from the driver’s seat. “I need to take Riley to the compound, but I’d prefer not to take the two of you there right now. The longer no one realizes either of you is back, th
