He touched her arm, wanting to do so much more than that.
“Good night.”
He heard the door shut and lock behind him and he walked down to his truck. He eased his sore body into it then, staring back at her condo, started the ignition.
Then promptly turned it back off.
He wasn’t leaving her.
Yeah, it was probably just kids trying to scare people, but Ashton didn’t care. On the off chance it was someone with a more sinister intent directed at Summer, he wasn’t leaving her alone.
He slid his seat back in an effort to get more comfortable inside his truck.
It was going to be a long night.
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