The mall is quiet, dimly lit, with only the sound of Rafe’s boots echoing in the halls. You sneak through the side entrance, spotting him as he inspects a door, his tall, striped figure alert as always.

Grinning, you step out from behind a pillar. “A little late for a stroll, don’t you think?”

Rafe stops, surprise flashing across his face before softening into the warmth he shows only for you.“What are you doing here?”