Chapter Eleven
Wade
Dani practically jumped out of her chair, spinning around to turn off the propane burner. I barely registered what she was doing. In the few moments it took for her to add some water to the milk and chocolate mixture, I tried to gather myself together. She sat back down across from me. The room was so quiet, the sound of the marshmallow vodka as she poured it into the mugs was loud.
When she handed me a mug, I wrapped my hands around it as if it were a rope and I was drowning at sea. I felt tossed asunder, caught in a riptide of emotion I didn’t even quite understand.
I finally rasped, “What?”
Dani stirred her cocoa, the sound of the spoon clinking around the edges sharp. After a moment, she replied, “That kind of came out really fast. I’m sorry.”
“Jesus, Dani. Yo
