Derek was a little startled at the sudden hug and rush of emotion, though he caught her and tentatively patted her back soothingly, still a tad bit stunned at the force of her gratitude but glad he could help and make someone feel so thankful.
After a moment, she nodded, eyes flicking away. ‘is it still okay to borrow clothes and have a shower?’
“Of course, come on, follow me,” he said, motioning for her over his shoulder as he headed up the stairs. His bedroom and the master bathroom were up there, more comfortable than the mostly bare downstairs area.
Obediently, she followed. A faint flutter filled her stomach at the thought of being clean and warm (and maybe just a bit because of the idea of wearing his clothes). She had to pick up her jaw, looking around at the upstairs, so much more personality on display.