But soon we’ll go back.
Back to reality, and to everything that makes it difficult to breathe.
After another full day on the slopes, we all meet in the living room.
Octavia walks in and takes a seat on the floor.
Hunter looks around. “Any thoughts on food?”
“Pizza,” I say immediately.
He nods once. “Done.”
“I fancy sushi,” Octavia says.
Hunter looks at her flatly. “Then get your fucking sushi.”
She narrows her eyes at him, but there’s a small, knowing smile on her lips as she looks between us.
“Do not speak to my woman like that,” Milo growls. “Or I’ll kill you.”
“All talk, no follow through.”
A blade lodges in the wall just behind Hunter’s head as he ducks.
He doesn’t react, he simply pulls out his phone and starts typing.
My heart is racing.
I hate this.
Violence in general, but for most of them this is perfectly normal.
He must see the tension on my face, because his hand finds mine and gives it a gentle squeeze.
That stupid dimple appears as he continues typing with one hand.
Adelaide sighs.
“Kill each other or don’t, just deal with the bodies yourselves. I’m not calling my team.”
“As if I’d trust your team to do the job properly,” Isaak says.
And that, as usual, earns Adelaide’s ire.
I open my Kindle and start reading, leaving them to their nonsense.
I barely pay attention to the conversation around me, but before long the doorbell rings and I smile.
With the amount of skiing we’ve been doing, I’m hungry almost all the time.
Everyone ordered something different.
Pizza, sushi, but in the end we just share everything.
Adelaide puts on another cheesy romance.
The first night she discovered how much Isaak hated them, she took it as a personal challenge.
