Frost laughed and took a seat on the closest bar stool, shrugging a little. "But less emboldened and more like myself. Not that I make a habit of kissing every bartender I see."
She nervously ran a hand along the the edge of the bar before meeting his gaze again. "I suppose I should say—thank you for believing in me. For helping me see I wasn't a monster, out of control. I needed that. And while my friends at home said it, too, it's harder to believe the people who decided to take control of your life and make decisions for you." That was mostly Barry, but Julian, too. And oh, she was glad to have some space from them for a while.