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00:00So my ex just kicked down my bedroom door. I'm handcuffed to my own bed frame, wearing a black

00:06lease slip that barely covers my ass. Three firefighters are staring at me. Let me back up

00:1230 minutes. I bought pink fluffy handcuffs off Amazon last Tuesday. Don't judge me. I'm 26 and

00:17single. A girl gets curious. Tonight was supposed to be wine, candles, and a little me time.

00:30Then the little release pin slipped through the crack between my mattress and the wall.

00:35I tried for 20 straight minutes. My fingers couldn't reach the gap. My wrists were turning

00:40purple. Looked cute on TikTok. Turns out the fluffy part hides actual steel, like real steel. I scooted

00:46my phone over with my chin and hit speaker. 911, what's your emergency? I panicked. I'm chained up.

00:54I can't get out. My hands are going numb. I think I'm losing circulation. Please send

00:59somebody. Ma'am, I'm dispatching fire rest to your location. Stay on the line. I should

01:06have explained it was a sex toy situation. I was hyperventilating. My hands were turning

01:11blue. I was hoping a narcliffe would show up. Then I heard the sirens. They got louder.

01:17Then they were right outside my window. I heard boots running up the stairs. One kick and my

01:23front door was open. Fire rescue! Anyone home? Three guys in full turno gear flooded down

01:29my hallway. I tried to scream stop. Nothing came out. They burst into my bedroom. The captain

01:35pushed to the front. I stopped breathing. It was Liam, my ex-boyfriend. The man I broke

01:42up with three years ago. He was standing in my bedroom, staring at me. And I was just laying

01:49there. Dress up. Hands up. Everything. Knees apart because that was the only way the cuffs

01:54didn't pull.

01:59The rookie behind him made a strangled sound. He spun toward the wall so fast his helmet

02:05almost flew off.

02:06Oh god. Oh god. Captain, I'm sorry. I didn't, uh... Sir, these are novelty cuffs. There's

02:11no keyhole. We're gonna need the heavy-duty bolt cutters from the rig.

02:14Liam didn't acknowledge him. Liam didn't even blink. He just kept staring at me, like he was

02:20trying to figure out what he was looking at. Three years ago, he used to look at me like

02:24I was his whole world. Right now? He looked pissed. Like, really pissed.

02:29Everyone out.

02:30His voice came out low and flat. The rookie froze.

02:34Sir, protocol says we maintain a two-person...

02:36Tyler. Out.

02:37Nobody argued. Tyler practically ran. The other two followed with their eyes glued to the floor.

02:42The bedroom door clicked shut. And then it was just us. My heartbeat was so loud I could

02:47feel it in my teeth. Liam pulled the bolt cutters off his belt. He set them down on my nightstand.

02:52He didn't move toward my wrists. He put one knee on the mattress instead. The bed sank.

02:57I literally slid toward him. My strap fell off my shoulder. I tried to shrug it back up. Couldn't.

03:04The cusses held my arms in place. His eyes tracked the strap. Then my collarbone. Then lower.

03:11He didn't reach for the cusses. He reached for me.

03:17Then he looked at my thighs and I felt it. Physically. Like he'd touched me.

03:21His hand wrapped around my ankle. His hand was so hot. And rough.

03:27Firefighter hands, you know?

03:29I got goosebumps everywhere. Like, everywhere.

03:32My thighs clenched together on instinct. Because I knew that hand. I knew exactly what that hand

03:40could do. That hand used to be on me every single night. My body reacted before my brain

03:46even processed it. He felt it. His thumb dragged a slow circle on the bone of my ankle.

03:51My breath hitched. Out loud. The corner of his mouth twitched. He heard it.

03:59Liam, what are you doing? He didn't answer. He leaned over me. His mouth went to my ear.

04:06His chest brushed mine through the lace. My back arched off the mattress without my permission.

04:12Then his hand started sliding up my calf. Up the inside of my knee. He stopped right above my knee

04:19and just left his hand there. Burning a hole through me. So where is he?

04:26His voice scraped against my eardrum. Your hookup? Tinder match? Whatever.

04:34He chained you up and bounced?

04:38Real stand-up dude. I'd love to meet him.

04:41Every word hurt. I wasn't scared of him. I was guilty. So guilty I couldn't speak.

04:48He thought there was another man. And I had no idea how to tell him the truth.

04:54Liam picked the bolt cutters back up. Cold steel pressed against the soft skin on the inside of my

05:00wrist. I sucked in a breath. His hands were rock steady.

05:06This guy pulls people out of car crashes for a living. He talked a jumper down off the 17th floor

05:11last spring. His hands don't shake. He was clenching his jaw so hard it looked like it hurt.

05:15I asked you a question Chloe. His voice was dead quiet. Did you use protection? My brain stalled.

05:22Protection? Like a safety release on the cuffs? Did Amazon sell something I missed? I was panicking.

05:27I spit out the truth. No. I didn't. Wrong answer. Wrong wrong wrong answer. Liam froze. Completely froze.

05:35His knuckles went white around the bolt cutters. Then he snapped the chain. The metal cracked so loud it

05:41made my ears ring. A piece of the broken link ricocheted and sliced across his knuckle. Blood

05:47started dripping down his fingers onto my sheets. Liam. You're bleeding. Your hand. Don't.

05:53He threw the bolt cutters on the floor with a thud. My wrists were finally free.

06:00I scrambled back against the headboard and yanked the duvet up to my chin.

06:04Okay. Thank you for the rescue. You can leave now.

06:07My voice was somewhere between a squeak and a sob. I really appreciate the response time.

06:12Tell the department I said thanks. Bye. Liam didn't move. He stood up. He turned his back

06:16to me. And he started unbuckling his turno coat. What are you doing Liam? Hello? The heavy

06:25coat dropped off his shoulders. He had on a black compression shirt soaked through with sweat. You

06:30could see every muscle in his back. I just stopped. Like brain stopped. He grabbed the chair

06:34from my vanity. Walked it across the room. Wedged it under the doorknob. He sat down. Knees wide.

06:40Elbows on his thighs. Bloody hand dripping onto my floor. He didn't even look at it.

06:44I have to file an incident report. His tone was pure venom.

06:48So walk me through it ma'am. Start to finish. When did he get here? How long was he here?

06:55What position were you in when he left? Take your time. Be specific.

06:59My nails dug into my palms. This was revenge. He'd been holding this in a long time and now

07:04I was going to pay for all of it. He didn't bandage his hand. He didn't even glance at

07:08it. He was 100% locked in on me. I snapped. Are you insane? I sat up with the dupe

07:14still

07:15wrapped around me and screamed it at him. There is no guy. There was never a guy. Get the hell

07:20out of my apartment. This is my house, Liam. You don't get to do this. He didn't flinch. His mouth

07:27pulled into a slow smile with no warmth in it. No guy. So you cuffed yourself to your own bed.

07:34Dressed like that. And then he stood up and started searching my room.

07:42I opened my mouth. I closed it. What was I supposed to say? That I bought sex toys to feel

07:48something? That this was my Saturday night, Liam. This is who I am now? He ripped my closet open.

07:53Hangers screeched across the bar. Scanning for anything male. Nothing. He kicked the storage

07:58bins out from under my bed. Flipped one open. Just my shoes. He yanked back my balcony curtains so hard

08:04the rod rattled. Empty. His eyebrows pulled together harder with every drawer. There was nothing

08:10in this apartment except me. There never had been. Then his eyes landed on my vanity.

08:15My heart stopped. Don't go over there. Please don't open it. He started walking. I jumped off

08:21the bed so fast the dupe fell. I sprinted across the room and threw myself in front of the vanity

08:26with my arms spread wide. Stop! You can't open this one! My voice came out shrill and wet. He looked

08:33down at me. I'm 5'4". In a slip. Trying to block a six-foot fire captain. Yeah.

08:40It was not going to work. Move, Chloe. No. I'm not asking twice. No! He didn't repeat himself a third

08:48time. His arm went around my waist and he picked me up like I weighed nothing. He set me down

08:52against

08:52the wall and held me there with one hand on my hip. With his other hand, the bloody one,

08:57he pulled open the bottom drawer. There were no men's things inside. Just a brown Amazon box.

09:05Sealed and resealed with packing tape so many times the cardboard had gone soft. He sliced the

09:10tape with his thumbnail. The box flopped open. A photograph fluttered out and landed face up on

09:15the floor. Us. Summer. Three years ago. Outside Station 12. He was in his Navy duty uniform. I was up

09:24on my

09:25toes holding a Gatorade above his head, laughing because he was reaching for it. We looked stupid

09:30happy. Next to the photo was a leather journal. Forest green. The spine was cracked from being

09:35open so many times. Liam crouched down. He picked up the photo first. His thumb dragged across my face

09:41on the paper. Real slow. Then he picked up the journal. No! Don't! Liam, don't! I lunged at him.

09:48I clawed at his arm. I grabbed at the cover. He held it straight up over his head. I jumped.

09:54He

09:54stepped back. I jumped again. He stepped back again. The world's most humiliating game of

09:59kippawa. My bare foot caught the edge of the photograph and slipped. I fell forward. His arm

10:05caught my waist before I hit the floor. He never lowered the journal. He sat me down on the edge

10:10of

10:10the bed. Like a kid in timeout. He backed up two steps. Out of my reach. He opened the cover.

10:20First page. The day I dumped him. His pupils flinched. He flipped through the pages faster and

10:26faster. His hands started to shake. He stopped dead on the last entry. Yesterday's date. And then he read

10:32it out loud. His voice was already breaking before he got the first word out. Day 1023. They changed the

10:39sign tone at the firehouse down the block. Took me three days to get used to the new one.

10:46The old one was the siren Liam used to roll out on. I used to count seconds until the trucks

10:51came back.

10:51He kept reading. Walked past a guy at the mall today. Smoking Marlboro Reds. Liam used to smoke

10:57Marlboro Reds. I stopped in the middle of the food tort. I couldn't move. People were staring at me.

11:02I told myself I was just waiting for someone. I was actually waiting for my eyes to stop watering so

11:07I

11:08could keep walking. And then the last line. The one I wrote last night. Drunk on cheap wine.

11:14His voice cracked all the way through. Why does the smell of cigarettes still make me want to cry?

11:19The journal dropped from his hand and hung at his side. His knuckles were bone white around the spine.

11:25And then his whole face changed.

11:30His eyes were bloodshot. Like he hadn't slept in a week. The bedroom was completely silent. He looked

11:35down at the pink fluffy cusses on the floor. The anger drained out of him. The cruel smile was gone.

11:40What was left Sussam never seen on his face before. Grief. He'd figured it out. There was no guy.

11:47There was no hiccup who ran. There was just me. Three years of just me. Sleeping with his photo in

11:54a drawer.

11:54Writing his name in a book I never let anyone read. Even the sex toys were mine. There's been

12:00nobody else. I slid off the bed onto the floor and put my face in my knees. My shoulders were

12:06shaking.

12:06This was officially the worst moment of my entire adult life. I looked up and gave him the most

12:12pathetic smile I've ever produced. There. Happy now, Captain? Mystery solved. Chloe Park, 26,

12:20certified loser. Can't get over her ex three years later. Buy sex toys to cope. You can put that in

12:27your incident report. Have a great night. I pointed at the door. Get out. Just leave me a little bit

12:32of

12:32dignity. Please. He didn't move. He should have left. I had ghosted him. I had blocked his number and

12:41ignored 137 phone calls. That's what a normal person would do. Instead, I heard the journal hit

12:48the rug. Soft. Then footstess. Coming closer. Close enough that I could smell him. Smoke. Sweat. Iron from

12:58his blood. His hand came up under my chin and lifted my face. His palm was rough and warm. His

13:04fingertips

13:04were trembling against my jaw. I had to look at him. His eyes were wet. Red rimmed. He looked like

13:11he was barely holding it together. He dropped to one knee in front of me. This is the guy who

13:16rips

13:16car doors open with his bare hands. He carried two kids out of a 15th floor fire last year.

13:23And I'm the idiot who walked away from him. If you missed me this bad. His voice was barely working.

13:30His thumb wiped the tears off my cheek. He reached for the duty belt at his hip. The buckle came

13:37undone with a metallic clink that I felt in my stomach. He leaned in and pressed his forehead

13:42against mine. Nose to nose. Why are you using plastic toys, baby? Use me. I couldn't speak.

13:49He kissed me. Hard. Like everything he'd swallowed for years coming out at once. The back of my head

13:55bumped against the side of the bed. His palm shot up to cradle it before I felt it. His other

14:01hand

14:02grabbed my waist and hauled me onto the mattress. He climbed on top of me. And then my brain finally

14:07caught up to what was happening. I shoved both hands against his chest. I bit down on his bottom

14:15lip until I tasted iron. He didn't pull back. He didn't slow down. He kissed me deeper. I beat my

14:21fists

14:21against his shoulders. He didn't move. At all. I twisted my head sideways and screamed.

14:26Who the hell do you think you are? You don't get to disappear for three years and then just show

14:33up and kiss me. What am I to you, Liam? He braced himself over me on his elbows. His chest

14:40was heaving.

14:41He licked the blood off his bottom lip and looked down at me. I disappeared? His voice dropped to a

14:47whisper. Chloe, you have some nerve. His right hand caught my wrist. He laced his fingers between

14:54mine and squeezed until my knuckles popped. Three years ago, you're the one who left me. And just like

15:02that, I was sobbing. Because he was right. Three years of running. Now we're left to run.

15:08Because? My voice cracked. Because I was terrified you were going to die in a fire.

15:12Liam went completely still on top of me. His breathing stopped. Then it came back fast and

15:19unseavened, hot against my collarbone. I looked at him through tears. His face had gone white under

15:24the soot. It was pure terror. What did you just say? His voice was barely a thread.

15:32I lifted my hands. The cuffs had left thick red welds around both my wrists. I cupped his face anyway.

15:38My turn. Every time I hear a siren downtown, I start counting seconds. I never stop. Every fire on

15:44the news, I scroll the comments. I look for your name. Two years ago, a firefighter died at a

15:49building collapse over on 6th Avenue. I locked myself in my office bathroom and threw up for an hour.

15:56When I found out it wasn't you, I sat on the bathroom floor and laughed until I cried.

16:00Like a literal crazy person. My thumb brushed the old scar under his cheekbone. The one from the

16:06collapse he survived two summers ago. Liam, I never stopped loving you. I loved you too much to sit

16:12around waiting for that phone call. I'd rather lose you on my terms than lose you to a fire.

16:17At least this way I got to choose. At least this way I could lie to myself and say I

16:22left you.

16:24Liam's eyes spilled over. He couldn't get a word out. He buried his face in the cook of my neck.

16:29I could feel his heart slamming through his shirt. He held onto me like if he let go, I'd evaporate.

16:35I pushed my fingers into his sweaty hair. I cried so hard I couldn't get a full breath.

16:41And then his breathing started to change.

16:46It got hotter. Heavier. His mouth moved up the side of my neck. Under my jaw. To the corner of

16:53my

16:53mouth. My fingers fisted in his hair. My back arched up off the mattress. Then a radio shrieked.

17:00We both froze. The radio on the chest of his coat. The red transmit light was blinking.

17:05All units. All units. Multiple explosions reported at Sinclair Chemical on the east side.

17:10Active fire. Structural failure. Engine 12. Respond code 3.

17:13Liam's eyes changed instantly. Heat gone. Hesitation gone. Pure work mode. He pushed off me so fast my

17:20fingers ripped out of his hair. He swiped his coat off the floor. Shrugged into it. Snapped every buckle in

17:25under 15 seconds. Belt back on. Rodeo on his shoulder. Helmet under his arm. He stopped at

17:30my bedroom door with his hand on the knob. He looked back at me. His face was calm. Almost flat.

17:36Lock the door behind me. If I make it back. The corner of his mouth lifted into that same crooked

17:41half smile. We're not done. The door closed. His boots pounded down my hallway. The fire engine roared

17:48to life on the street below. The siren screamed past my window and faded into the distance. And I was

17:54alone again. Counting seconds. Just like three years ago. I sat on the bed in the dark. The only

18:02thing in the room was the broken pink cuffs on the rug. I pulled my knees up to my chest

18:07and started

18:07shaking. Chemical fire. Multiple explosions. Active structural failure. Every nightmare I'd ever had was

18:14happening tonight. I scrambled for my phone and opened the news app. The top story was already

18:19live aerial footage. The eastern sky over the city was orange. Black smoke pumping into the air. The

18:25fire glow lighting up half the skyline. The anchor was talking fast. 27 units on scene. Heavy rescue

18:31is now pushing into the interior of the second structure. Liam, come back. Please come back. And

18:37just like that, I was right back where I'd been three years ago. Back then, I lived two blocks from

18:41his firehouse. The second the siren faded, the waiting would start. The longest he was ever gone

18:46was almost two hours. When he finally walked back in, his left eyebrow was singed off. He poured himself

18:54a glass of water in my kitchen and drank it without saying a word. That night, I cried into my

18:59pillow until

19:00three in the morning. The next day, I told him it was over. And now here I was. Same fire

19:06glow. Same

19:07silence. Same fear. I watched the news for two hours. The fire was getting bigger. The first explosion had

19:17set off a chain reaction. The storage tanks were going one after another. The comments under the

19:22livestream went from praying for the crews to any casualties yet in real time. The aerial footage went

19:28from full dark to gray dawn to actual sunrise. The fire was still burning. By hour 10, I'd stopped

19:33crying. My eyes were swollen shut. Hour 11, a push notification dropped onto my lock screen.

19:38Breaking. Secondary collapse at Eastside Chemical Fire. Two firefighters reported critical. Identities

19:44pending family notification. My phone hit the floor and the screen shattered. There was a high ringing

19:49sound in my ears. I don't remember putting on shoes. I don't remember leaving my apartment. Uber wouldn't

19:55load. I started running down the sidewalk in my pajamas. One of my converse came off around the

20:00third block. I kept running with one bare foot. A cab pulled over for me eventually. The driver took

20:08one look at me and fluttered it across town. The ER doors were propped open. Wall of noise. People

20:13crying. Doctors yelling. Radios crackling. The hallway was packed. Hospital gowns. Sochford turnout coats.

20:19Family members with red eyes. I pushed through. I checked every face. I must have looked at 20

20:24firefighters. None of them was Liam. At the end of the corridor, I spotted Tyler.

20:31The rookie. Curled up in a plastic chair like he wanted to disappear into it. His turnout coat

20:37had melted holes in it. The right side of his face was wrapped in gauze. He was sobbing into his

20:42fire gloves. I crossed the hallway in three steps and grabbed his collar. Tyler, where is he? Where is

20:49Liam? Tyler looked up. He saw me and his face crumpled. Oh, ma'am. Oh, god, ma'am. The captain,

20:57he pushed us out first. He stayed at the front so we could get clear. And then the wall came

21:01down

21:02right on top. I didn't hear the rest. My knees folded and I dropped onto the line emolium. I

21:07couldn't breathe. Like physically couldn't breathe. I crawled across the floor to the trauma room doors.

21:12The red light above them was on, in procedure. I bought handcuffs. I played with them alone in my

21:17bedroom. He came in to save me. Now he was on a table behind those doors and he wasn't coming

21:23out.

21:23The light over the doors clicked off. The doors swung open. A white sheet was pulled all the way up

21:29over

21:29the body. The corner hung off, swaying as the orderly pushed it. I lost it. I crawled to the gurney.

21:36My knees hit the metal frame and I didn't feel it. I grabbed a fistful of the sheet.

21:42I was crying so hard I didn't even sound like myself.

21:47Liam. Liam! You son of a bitch! You do not get to die on me! I swear to god if

21:54you die I'm going

21:55on tinder tonight. I'm going on hinnage. I'm gonna date a hundred guys. Do you hear me?

21:59The orderly froze with his hands on the gurney rails. The nurse just stared. The whole ER was watching.

22:04I did not care. The only thing in the world was the white sheet. And then, from behind me,

22:09a voice. Tired. Horsey. A little amused.

22:13Hi. Looking for me?

22:16My spine locked up.

22:20I'm not dead yet, sweetheart.

22:22I didn't dare move. I was still gripping the sheet. If I turned around and he wasn't there,

22:29I was gonna die right on this floor.

22:31Chloe.

22:32He said my name again. Closer now. Weak. Smiling. I turned around so slowly. Liam was

22:38heening against the wall at the end of the hallway. His termout coat was bunched around

22:42his waist. There was a thick wad of gauze taped to his left shoulder. His left arm was

22:46in a temporary cast in a sling. His face was streaked with soat and blood. His bottom lip

22:50was split. His left eyebrow was scorched off again. He was upright. He was breathing.

22:55He was smiling crooked at me.

22:59The doctor walked up and pushed his glasses up his nose.

23:01Ma'am, there's been a misunderstanding. The patient under the sheet is one of the chemical

23:05plant employees. He didn't make it. Captain Reyes here walked into the ER

23:08on his own two feet. He refused the wheelchair, refused the gurney, refused the elevator.

23:12The doctor looked at Liam.

23:14He's a pain in my ass, frankly.

23:16I stood up off the floor. My legs were jelly. One bare foot. One sock. I walked across the

23:21hallway in slow motion. And then I ran the last two steps and threw myself at his chest.

23:25He grunt hard. His back slammed into the wall. His cast banged against the doorbrain and he

23:29sucked in a sharp breath. He didn't push me away. His good arm wrapped tight around my waist.

23:34I shoved my face into his shirt and started screaming. He patted my back. Real awkward.

23:41Hey. Hey. What's all this?

23:44His voice was scratchy and warm.

23:46You know what they say. Bad guys never die. And I still owe you a real night, baby.

23:51I'm not gonna miss that for a fire.

23:54His mouth dropped to my ear, to a whisper only I could hear. I cried harder and hit his chest

23:59with my fist. The nurses started laughing. Tyler was wiping his eyes and laughing too.

24:04A few bandaged up firefighters poked their heads out of the next room.

24:08One of them whistled.

24:09Get it, Captain!

24:12Liam flipped them off over my head. The tips of his ears went red.

24:21Three days later, Liam signed himself out AMA.

24:25He said the hospital bed was too hard and the food was an insult.

24:29He moved into my apartment with a paper bag full of prescriptions and zero discussion about it.

24:35He was propped up against my headboard, with his clasped arm on a pillow,

24:39flipping channels with his good hand.

24:42Water.

24:46I brought him water.

24:48Babe, peel me an apple.

24:50I peeled an apple.

24:51Did you peel this with a chainsaw? The skin is still on half of it.

24:56I took a deep breath.

24:57I owed him three years.

24:59I could take this.

25:00He took a bite and talked with his mouth full.

25:03There's chicken soup in the fridge. Heat it up. I'm dying over here.

25:07I started walking toward the kitchen.

25:09Hey!

25:10Hey, hold up!

25:12I turned around.

25:14His good hand came out of his pocket holding the broken pink cuffs.

25:18You kept those?

25:19When did you even pick those up? You were on a call!

25:22He held them up to the light and examined them like an antique.

25:27Stuffed them in my coat pocket before I rolled out.

25:30He said it like it was the most natural thing in the world.

25:33I lunged at him.

25:34He held the cuffs up over his head, way out of my reach.

25:38I climbed onto the bed and tried to push up on my knees.

25:41I could not get close.

25:44Liam, give them back right now.

25:47Nope.

25:49You are literally a 30-year-old man.

25:54Yep.

25:56And then I lost my balance and tipped forward.

26:01He laughed under his breath.

26:03His good arm caught me around the waist and pulled me down against his chest.

26:06The cuffs landed on the pillow somewhere.

26:08I ended up straddling his lap with his good hand splayed on my lower back.

26:12Our faces were two inches apart.

26:14I could smell antiseptic on his bandage.

26:16His good hand slid down past my hip and gripped my thigh.

26:20Hard.

26:21My breath caught.

26:22He stopped smiling.

26:23His eyes went serious.

26:25Chloe.

26:26He said my name really quiet.

26:28Really careful.

26:29In the hospital.

26:30I didn't get to finish what I was saying.

26:34When you broke up with me three years ago, I already knew why.

26:40I stopped breathing.

26:42After you moved out, I went to your old landlord, Mr. Henderson.

26:47He told me you'd been calling him at three in the morning, every week.

26:52Asking him if he'd heard whether any firefighters got hurt that night.

26:56You thought you got out clean.

26:58You did not.

26:59You weren't as careful as you thought, baby.

27:03He tipped his forehead down against mine.

27:06I knew you still loved me.

27:08I knew you were scared.

27:11I didn't come after you.

27:13Because you were scared I was going to die.

27:15And I was scared of that too.

27:18I'd go down in a fire one day and you'd be a 23-year-old widow getting a folded flag.

27:23I couldn't do that to you.

27:27His good hand slid up into my hair.

27:30So I let you go.

27:31I figured you deserved a clean break.

27:34I thought you'd meet some accountant.

27:36A nice guy with a 9-to-5 who came home every night at 6.

27:40That was the plan.

27:42His voice dropped soft.

27:46Then I read your journal tonight, baby.

27:49A thousand and 23 days.

27:52You weren't free for a single one of them.

27:56He looked up at me.

27:57I'm done hiding.

27:59I'm done being noble.

28:01I'm still going to do the job.

28:02I'm still going to run into the building.

28:04That part isn't changing.

28:05You're mine.

28:06You don't get to leave again.

28:08A tear ran off my chin and landed on his bottom lip.

28:11He didn't wipe it off.

28:12I leaned down and kissed it off him.

28:14This kiss was different from the one in my bedroom.

28:18This one was slow.

28:19His cracked lips.

28:21The bitter taste of iodine off his bandage.

28:23His fingers tightened in my hair.

28:26He was holding back.

28:27I straddled him with both palms flat against his chest.

28:31I could feel his heart mummering through his t-shirt.

28:35The kiss moved off my lips.

28:38Across my jaw.

28:40Down to the side of my throat.

28:42His good hand slid down the length of my spine.

28:45Slow.

28:45When his palm hit the small of my back, I shivered.

28:49My tank strap slid off my shoulder.

28:51His mouth moved down to my collarbone.

28:53He bit me there.

28:54Soft.

28:55And then he froze.

28:59His thumb had pressed into the bruise on the inside of my wrist.

29:02I winked.

29:02He stopped instantly.

29:04He pulled my wrist into the light of the bedside lamp.

29:06The marks the cuffs left behind had bloomed into ugly purple bruises.

29:09Chloe, why didn't you put anything on these?

29:13His voice went sharp.

29:14This is bruising plus surface abrasion.

29:16You're going to get a skin infection.

29:17What is wrong with you?

29:18I forgot.

29:19He glared at me.

29:20He used his one good arm to physically lift me off his lap and sit me down on the mattress.

29:24He stood up and immediately started walking weird.

29:27His good leg and his casted arm tried to swing at the same time.

29:30He had to stop and reset.

29:34On his way out the bedroom door, his shoulder banged the door fame.

29:38I laughed out loud.

29:39From the hallway, I heard a very loud-

29:41Shut up, Chloe!

29:42He came back with the first aid kits tucked under his good arm.

29:44He dropped down on one knee next to the bed and pulled my wrist into his good hand.

29:48Everything about him got gentle.

29:49He squeezed a little neocabine onto his fingerfip and rubbed it in.

29:52Slow, careful circles.

29:54His fingers were rough with calluses.

29:56His touch was almost too soft.

29:57Another one.

29:58I held out my left wrist.

29:59The bruise was darker.

30:00His jaw clenched.

30:01He rubbed in more knee-openon and blew a slow breath across my pulse.

30:04He capped the tube and put it back in the kit.

30:07He stood up and looked at me.

30:08His eyes had dropped straight from my wrist to my mouth.

30:10And then he did the last thing I expected.

30:14He leaned down and kissed me on the forehead.

30:17He grabbed my comforter with his good hand and pulled it up over me.

30:21One corner was way too high.

30:23The other was on the floor.

30:25It looked like a disaster.

30:27He nodded at it like it was a job well done.

30:37He turned and headed for the door.

30:41Two steps in, he stopped and looked back.

30:44His face was dead serious.

30:47One more thing.

30:48His ears went red again.

30:50No more playing with weird stuff by yourself, okay?

30:55You've got me now.

30:58He turned around and his shoulder hit the doorframe a second time on his way out.

31:03I heard a muttered,

31:04God damn it, from the hallway.

31:05Then the couch creaked as he laid down on it.

31:08I lay there in the dark, smiling like an idiot, crying the good kind.

31:12One thousand and twenty-three days.

31:15I waited.

31:16He came home.

31:22I curled up under the lopsided comfort.

31:24I listened to him breathing on my couch in the living room.

31:27I whispered to him through the wall.

31:30Okay, Liam.

31:31From now on every single day.

31:33Sirens or no sirens.

31:35I'll be right here waiting.

31:36Sirens.

31:38Sirens.

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