Eden opened the door and hopped out. “I’ll be just a second, if you want to stay out here.”
Drew could tell a non-invitation when he heard one, so he nodded. He did get out of the car—where somehow it was less cold—and stomped his feet a few times while she walked up the stairs, a firm grip on the rail. She disappeared through the door. A few minutes later, she came out, the worry lines back on her face. Instinctively, he moved closer, but before he could say anything, her heel slipped out from under her and she slid down several stairs. He rushed over to stop her fall, catching her just before she fell down the last three steps.
“Are you okay?” Drew’s heart pounded with adrenaline.
She moaned and used the railing and his hand to pull herself up to standing. “Guess I should have scraped and salted those this morning.”
“Your landlord doesn’t do it?”
She let out a short, humorless laugh. “No.” He noticed her limping when they started toward the car and he slid his arm around her waist.
“Do you need to go get that looked at? Did you break something?”
“No. I just twisted my knee. It’ll be okay. This happens like once a week.”
Drew stopped walking and stared at her in disbelief. Once a week?
“I’m fine. Really. But we’ve got to go before it gets too late. Thank you, though.” She glanced up at him and Drew’s breath caught in his throat. The sunlight kissed her pale hair, skin, and eyes, reminding Drew once again of an angel. She was so beautiful. So kind. And so taken.
He forced himself to step back and pretended nothing weird had just happened by running a hand through hair still slick with the gel he’d put in it after his shower. He discreetly wiped gel off onto his pants. “So, Silver Linings?”
“Yes. Silver Linings.” She wouldn’t meet his eyes, and he didn’t think it was his imagination that she sounded breathless too.
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