Chapter 24 Izzy Please Wake Up

• The day was colder than it had any right to be.
• Liam’s boots hit the pavement with rhythmic impatience as he strode back toward the building, muttering curses under his breath. He’d made it halfway down the block before realizing he’d left his phone in Izzy’s apartment. Typical. One breath of fresh air and the whole damn universe kept dragging him back in.
• His hands were shoved deep into his pockets. His jaw was tight. That conversation still clung to his skin like static.