Amara smiled as they stepped out of the building. Her pace was unhurried, and her arm brushed lightly against Celeste's as if the world was exactly as it should be.
Her whole nerves and body felt a thousand times better. She would thank Dominic in person whenever she sees him but that doesn't mean they're on 100% good terms.
The night air carried a faint chill. It was cool enough to raise goosebumps along a bare skin, but Amara's energy was warm, and almost buoyant.
Rodger was already waiting by the time they were done. The black sedan was parked neatly by the curb.
Celeste slowed her steps. Her eyes had been locked on the bright glow of her phone screen for about an hour now. Expectations filled her gaze.
Dominic still hadn't responded.
It's already been an hour since she sent him the pictures. This was so unlike him. Dominic always replied immediately.
