Oh shit, had he not said his name? His brain felt a little like it was galloping in several different directions, maybe he’d only thought he’d spoken. Iiiidiot!! “Yeah, I’m Kaden,” he said, his smile still stretched over his face, though his eyes slipped off the young tattooed woman and over her shoulder, into the apartment beyond. “Is Ava here?” he asked, his voice (and heart, and pants) hopeful.