Page 21 of He Sees You When You’re Sleeping

Instead, I take a step back. “I should go. Thanks again for today, Jack. For everything.”

“Anytime,” he says softly. “Get home safe, Chloe.”

I turn and start walking away, my heart light despite the heavy snow beginning to fall. I’ve only gone a few steps when Jack calls out.

“Hey, Chloe?”

I turn back, eyebrows raised in question.

Jack is standing there, snowflakes swirling around him, a hesitant smile on his face. “I was thinking... there’s this Christmas market opening up tomorrow night in Bryant Park. They’ve got ice skating, hot cider, the works. Would you maybe want to check it out with me sometime this week, if you’re going to be back in city?”

My heart skips a beat. I can already picture us strolling through twinkling lights, sipping warm drinks, maybe even holding hands as we glide across the ice. It sounds magical, perfect even.

But a nagging voice in the back of my mind reminds me of my earlier reservations. Is Jack really my type? Am I setting myself up for disappointment by pursuing something with someone who might be too... safe?

I bite my lip, weighing my options. The hopeful look in Jack’s eyes makes my decision for me.

“That sounds wonderful,” I say, unable to keep the smile from my face. “I’d love to.”

Jack’s face lights up, his grin wide and genuine. “Great! I’ll take a look at my work schedule, and I’ll text you the details later?”

I nod, my own smile mirroring his. “Sounds perfect. I’m looking forward to it.”

As I finally turn to leave, hailing a cab with a wave.