Will that name ever stop making his chest ache when he hears it? It’s a bittersweet shock every time. Jesse settles down next to her, his hands wrapped around his own drink. The warmth sinks into his one palm, grounding him. As ever, with Chloe, he does better focusing solely on her needs, and he’s prepared to that right up until she asks about back home.

“What?” He looks over at her with a small, confused frown. “What do you mean by that?”