Chapter 117 Wd
- Amelia's POV
- The warmth from his touch lingered on my fingertips as I handed his phone back. "There you go," I said, a lightness returning to my voice for the first time since the morning.
- "Perfect," he grinned, pocketing his phone. "Now, how about I walk you home? It's getting dark, and frankly, the company wouldn't hurt."