Page 184 of End Game

I offer him a nod.

His eyes return to the drawing. “I look hot.”

Micah laughs. “That’s your takeaway?”

“No. I’m not discussing the other feelings yet.”

Cami moves across the floor to look more closely at it over his shoulder. “Oh my God, Micah.”

Dex’s eyes are suspiciously shiny now. He looks up at Micah and says, “Fuck you.”

“Merry Christmas, Dex,” Micah says.

Dex carefully sets the frame aside before practically tackling him.

Cami joins them, and for a minute the three of them are tangled together on the floor.

I watch them… and I don’t feel outside it.

That’s still a new enough realization that I notice.

The rest of the gifts blur together more quickly.

Ronan somehow tracks down the exact discontinued travel mug I’ve complained about for almost a year. Cami gives him a brass book embosser with an open book and tiny d20 worked into the design, and he looks genuinely delighted even though he tries to act like he isn’t touched.

There are socks and books, a couple of practical things, a few stupid things, and enough evidence that every person in this house has been paying attention to the others.

Eventually, I reach behind the couch for the smallest box I wrapped.

“This one’s yours,” I tell Cami.

She takes it but studies my face instead. “You look nervous.”

“I’m not.”

“You’re doing the jaw clenching thing.”

“Open it.”

Her smile tells me she still thinks I’m nervous.

She unwraps the small jewelry box and looks at me cautiously before she opens it.

Inside is a simple silver necklace with five small stones set along the chain.

Her fingers stop.

She touches them one by one.

I watch understanding arrive before she looks up at me.

“Griff.”

I swallow. “They’re all of us.”

Her eyes immediately fill.

“I saw Alexis’s ring, and Holden explained it when we were at their house,” I explain. “I liked what the stones represented, but I wasn’t buying you a ring… yet.”