Chance for a Dance | Just a Kiss GxB Paranormal Romance

I didn't feel safe again until I was at home and had taken a shower, washing away the prickling memory of breath against my neck.

When I got out, Chance was sitting on the edge of my bed, gazing out the door that still didn't have blinds on its window. I really had to get on that. The place felt like a fishbowl every night. And even though my room looked out into the woods beyond my parents' property, I'd seen enough to know the dangers that lurked where I couldn't see. Even the woods didn't feel safe.

That's why I was more than relieved to have Chance stick around. My parents were out for the evening, and having the house to myself after nearly getting kidnapped didn't really sit right.

Of course, if they came home and found Chance there, there'd probably be some degree of talking-to that I really didn't want to deal with.