26. Hayden

When we finally made our way to my room, Gabby curled into me on the cool mattress and tucked her face under my chin before she stroked her hand up and down my arm.

I banded an arm around her shoulders, holding her close, and kissed her hair.

This was nice.

I’d never felt this complete and satisfied before, as if I was a piece of a puzzle who’d just found its misplaced half.

Gabby gave a contented sigh and glanced up at me, smiling lazily. I knew we should probably finish going through everything we’d found at Lana’s earlier. Or I should decide what to do about the Isaac-Brick situation. But for the life of me, I couldn’t muster a single care about any of that shit. I just wanted to keep lying here, looking at Gabriella.

“I missed you today,” she murmured, walking her fingers up my bare chest.

My eyebrows lifted. “You missed me?”

“Yeah, you know, after work,” she went on. “I know getting picked up by you and driven home two days in a row doesn’t in any way qualify as a routine,