Chapter 90 I'm Worried

Madeline swung the door shut behind her, cutting off the wind and rain outside. Inside the warehouse, only the dim halo of the emergency light remained, casting their shadows long and thin. Samuel's coat was large. When wrapped around Madeline, it completely covered her. The crisp scent of cologne, mixed with the faint smell of rain, slipped into her nose in wisps. It worked better than any calming scent, instantly loosening the nerves that had been wound up tight all night. "What are you doing here?" Madeline tilted her head up to look at him, only then noticing that water was still dripping from his hair. Droplets slid along his sharply defined jawline and disappeared into his shirt collar, outlining the firm line of his collarbones. He looked thoroughly disheveled, yet there was an unmistakably bright glint in his eyes. When his gaze settled on her face, it carried an unshakable look of concern that made him look much gentler than usual. Samuel said, "You were here alone. The