Chapter 231

• CLOE POV
• Soren moved the music to the living room after lunch, one of those seamless setups that pipes your tunes from room to room. He took the sofa, and so did I, and so naturally my knee rested against his. He’d made me laugh so much.
• He made me smile, so hard. So many stories, of travels, and graphic design, and love, and sex, and life. Mainly I had stories about Tino, but he was interested. Genuinely, too. I could see it in his eyes.