I scratched under his chin. Finally, he sank to the bed again, in the middle of the five of us.
I said.
Griffin asked me.
I glanced over my shoulder, allowing my gaze to graze Magnum’s bare feet and nothing more.
Griffin scooted closer, as if he couldn’t stand recalling that he wasn’t here to protect me. His second hand wrapped around my waist, tugging me nearer still.
he said in a rumble that left unsaid a pained,And I wasn’t.
Griffin leaned his chin on my shoulder.
Bobo only stared back at him.
Griff rephrased.
My friends and I exchanged long looks.
Eventually, Brady whistled through his teeth.
Layla said with a grin and another jounce atop the bed.
Being singled out as the source of everyone’s immortality, and the one who was supposed to dreamwalk to connect the dots between our earthly existence and who knew what, I didn’t share Layla’s enthusiasm. Anxiety mingled with trepidation as it coated my skin.
Squeeing, Layla bounced some more, softly clapping her hands together.
I tried to smile.
Layla frowned.
Hunt said.
Layla waved a hand dismissively.
I said around another grimace.
Griffin began rubbing my shoulders.
Layla said.
Layla said with a shrug.
I cycled through a few breaths, leaning into Griffin’s massage before asking Bobo,
