He barely stepped into her apartment before the door clicked shut behind him. No words. Just the soft click of the lock.
Sophie turned slowly, leaning against the door with a smile that didn’t reach her lips—but said more than enough.
“You don’t have to stay long,” she said. “But you came anyway.”
“I wasn’t sure if I should,” he replied.
She tilted her head. “That’s why I knew you would.”
The space between them was charged—thick with something unspoken. He took one step closer. She didn’t move. Neither of them needed to say it aloud.