"Only for cute neighbors who look like they’ve had a worse day than me."
Marcus pushed the door open with a flourish. "After you, Danger." locked out abella danger
Abella stepped inside, grabbed her keys off the counter, and spun around. "I owe you. Big time. How about dinner? My treat. I make a mean ramen—the non-lonely, non-cold kind." "Only for cute neighbors who look like they’ve
"Deal."
"I need a miracle. My phone’s inside." Danger." Abella stepped inside
He nodded slowly, then stood up. "I have a toolkit. And a terrible habit of lockpicking as a stress reliever during college. No promises, but…"