He glanced at the clock on his nightstand and saw that it was after three in the morning. Who would be pounding on his door at this hour? Hell, he didn’t even know anyone in Vegas yet.When he threw open the front door, Adriana fell into his arms, sobbing and clinging to him. He was stunned, but it was one of the nicest surprises he’d had in a long time. His arms tightened around her, and he held her close, stroking her hair and murmuring soothing words. He didn’t know what he was comforting her about but that didn’t matter. All that mattered was she’d come to him.After a few minutes, her tears subsided into hiccoughs, and then she quieted. He wanted to know what was wrong, but he could be patient. Holding her in his arms wasn’t exactly a sacrifice.He’d missed her. And he’d thought about her all the time. When he’d moved to Vegas, he kept thinking he saw her everywhere: walking across campus, driving along the Strip, steering a grocery cart at the local A&P. But to find her on his doorstep in the middle of the night was beyond his wildest dreams.She lifted her head, and he feathered a kiss of greeting across her mouth.
