The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 302

Petty stared at her phone, her brain foggy with sleep as she tried to process the message on the screen. After a couple of seconds, it finally clicked and she snapped fully awake.

Malcom was downstairs?

She kicked off the covers and jumped out of bed. Pulling on her robe, she hurried to the window and slid the curtains aside, peering down into the night.

The lights outside her apartment building had already dimmed for the night, and the mist that drifted through the trees was left over from an earlier rain. Everything looked hazy and sleepy. She was up on the nineteenth floor, so she couldn't see much, but Malcom’s black Mercedes was parked right where she knew it would be.

It was already eleven. If it had been anyone else waiting down there, she wouldn’t have dared to go outside, not at this hour, not with how the world could be. But Malcom was different. With him around, she never had to worry. He always made her feel safe.

Petty slipped her arms through her fluffy robe, stuffed her feet into slippers, and rushed out the door.

The whole building was silent at this hour. Her footsteps echoed for a moment in the empty corridor, and then she was swallowed up by the elevator.

The elevator doors slid open with a soft chime.

Malcom was already waiting, watching from inside his car as Petty stepped out of the elevator. She was wearing her favorite fuzzy robe, the hood pulled up, little fox ears perched on top. The ears bounced with every step as she walked out, hands tucked deep in her pockets. No umbrella, just her.

The front door of the building slid open. A gust of rainy air stung her eyes, making her flinch and shiver. She instinctively took a step back, but before she could turn around, she felt a shadow settle over her. Malcom was there, holding a huge black umbrella above her head.

He was dressed in all black, his expression as cool and calm as always, one gloved hand on the umbrella’s handle, tilting it just enough to keep her perfectly dry.

“Malcom.” Petty’s whole face lit up. She tucked her chin into her robe and did a little hop to shake off the cold, looking up at him.

Malcom didn’t say anything, just motioned for her to get in the car.

She nodded quickly. “Okay, okay.”

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