AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“And what happens when the pills run out?” he asked.
“Hopefully, you won’t need them any more by then.”
“Yeah. Hopefully.” He carefully lifted his arm and feathered his fingers across my cheek. “Go to sleep, June. You look like you haven’t slept at all.”
“I’ve had as much as you’ve had. I’m fine.”
He watched me for a long moment.
“I love you, June.”
“I know you do.” I closed my eyes, grinning a little. “Maybe you should listen to Tor and put a ring on it.”
He made an amused sound. “Sorry for the locker room talk.”
“Don’t worry about it. They’re as clueless about us as we are about them. How else are we going to learn about each other if not by asking questions?”
“You’re too smart for me.”
Tor returned and sat in the chair.
“Brog will go for more medicine. He will ask Kerr so Cassie sleeps.”
“Thanks, man” Adam said. “You’re a good friend.”
I peeked to see Tor’s expression and caught his wide, toothy grin. Friendship meant a lot to them. And vaginas, apparently. The thought was more amusing than disturbing and kept me quietly entertained while I lay beside Adam.
They didn’t start up another conversation. I wasn’t sure if it was due to Adam’s pain or the fact that they both suspected I was still awake. Either way, the quiet, long wait stretched my patience until I gave up and quietly left the room to wait downstairs for Brog’s return.
While I waited, I made a big batch of pancakes. The familiar smell eased some of the tension I’d carried since leaving the bunker. It felt good to do something so normal. When I had two impressive stacks of cakes, I turned off the burner and plated a serving each for Adam and Tor.
Both looked up at me when I walked into the room.
“Breakfast is served, gentlemen,” I said, offering them their plates.
“Thank you, June,” Tor said, accepting his. “I will savor each bite.”
Adam snorted. “Like you need girl help, Tor. You already have flattery down.”
“That was not idle praise. It is an honor and privilege to eat what June spent time preparing for me.” He met my gaze and gave me a grave nod.
“You need to get laid,” Adam said under his breath.
Tor paused with his fork halfway to his mouth.
“I’m leaving the room for the explanation that turn of phrase is going to need,” I said, smothering a grin.
The low murmur of Adam’s voice followed me down the stairs. Adam wasn’t the type to talk details, but I couldn’t help but wonder what level that explanation would end up going to, considering the fey’s curiosity.
I’d just finished my own breakfast when Tor came downstairs with their empty plates.
“Do either of you want more?” I asked, standing. “There’s plenty left. I wasn’t sure how many to make.”
“Adam is full.” He glanced at the stack of pancakes, and I could read his reluctance.
“It’s okay if you don’t want any. Brog probably hasn’t eaten yet, either.”
Tor’s expression turned to a scowl. He took the whole plate and sat down at the counter with me. The hurried enthusiasm in which he devoured the food stunned me.
