Vera.“If you’ll let me in, Vera, I can tell you.” His voice was gravel against her skin, somehow adding to the chill the open door had already let in.She shook her head, pulling herself out of her fog, and stepped aside to let him in. Her body was still half-trapped in her nightmare, and seeing Orion—when she had just been thinking of him—did nothing to help.Orion stopped in the middle of the sitting room, his hands hidden inside his coat pockets. Vera took him in slowly. He was dressed casually: a black shirt, ash sweatpants, a coat draped over it, somehow telling her he hadn’t come from work.But he looked wet.“You are dripping,” Vera rushed, moving closer without thinking. “Did you run here?”Orion stared at her blankly.“Why would you think I did?”“Well, because you look like you stood under the rain for a long time. And your outfit,” she replied.“I like the rain,” he said simply, shrugging the coat off and hanging it on the stand. “And yes. I was going out for a run before
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