As they walked her hand would occasionally bump into his. This time as her slender arm swung she stopped and curled her fingers around his. Careful of her strength she gave his hand a soft squeeze. "For as long as you like, my home is your home, Logan."
Of anyone she let through those doors he was turning out to be the most significant. Selene really did enjoy talking to him. It was the most she had chatted with anyone in what felt like years.
"You can even smoke inside." She teased, still not pulling her hand back.