When the street emptied, Finn let out a slow breath and scrubbed a hand over his face.
He'd known this would happen.The moment she stepped through the rift.He turned and went back inside.
Kallie stood in the kitchen, her hands wrapped around a glass of water.Her wide eyes searched his face.
He stepped closer."You can stay the night in the guest room.We'll figure out how to get you home in the morning."
Her shoulders sagged with relief.
Finn looked away before she could see the truth in his eyes.He didn't want her here, but he didn't want her gone either.
And that was the problem.
Chapter 9
Kallie
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The spare room wassmall, but clean.A narrow bed sat below the window on the far wall.An older-style dresser was squeezed between the bed and the closet doors.She swiped the wall with her hand, searching for the switch, and the overhead light flickered on.
She was accustomed to bedrooms with no style and well-worn, older furniture.Finn's room was better than many of the foster homes she lived in.
He paused in the doorway."If you don't need anything else, I'm going to bed."
When Finn stepped back to leave her for the night, her whole body tightened.He'd already given her an old t-shirt to sleep in, which she'd changed into in the bathroom, and it covered her clear down to her knees.He even had a spare toothbrush she used, and because he'd said she could use whatever she needed, she used his brush to get the snarls out of her hair.
"Can you stay for a minute?"She inhaled deeply."Please?"
Finn frowned slightly."Stay?"
"Just to talk to me," she whispered."Until I fall asleep."
He leaned a shoulder against the doorframe, arms crossed."Why?"
She climbed up on the bed and pulled the blanket over her legs, bunching the material in her hands."Nights are lonely."
