“We’re here,” Ethan said, pulling the car into a parking spot in front of Jessica’s apartment building.She glanced out the window, her gaze lingering on the familiar brick facade of her building. “That was fast.”She turned back to him with a small smile. “Thanks for the ride. Although you really didn’t have to.”“I know,” Ethan replied, his tone light. "But I wanted to.”The drive had been surprisingly comfortable—neither of them dwelling on the heaviness of everything that had happened. Instead, they’d talked about random things—her favorite coffee shop down the street, how much he missed actually cooking, the ridiculousness of some of the mansion’s older décor that Magnus had insisted on keeping, and some other things.It had been normal.And Ethan had realized, somewhere along the way, how much he’d needed that.She shifted in her seat, her expression turning curious. “Actually, there’s something I’ve been meaning to ask you.”He glanced at her. “What is it?”“Last night,” she b