The day went by with no problems except Kellan’s own anxiety. He drove to and from work quickly and by a different route to throw off anyone who might try to interrupt his commute. He tried to lose himself in the rhythm of his work, but any time someone called his name he half-expected them to have bad news for him. The day was excruciatingly long because he wanted it to be over from the moment he set foot outside.
When Kellan closed his front door behind him after finally coming home, he breathed a sigh of relief. The only time he had felt truly secure all day was when he shut himself in the bathroom to fulfill Matt’s request. He took a deep breath and was met by a mouth-watering smell. He followed the scent to the oven, where a note was taped to the handle.
Help yourself to a pre-Hallo
