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By the time we all bundled into bed last night, I doubt there was time for a three-hour nap before that alarm was scheduled to go off.

I moan lightly at the thought of moving, and Dante hugs me a little closer.

Goddess, I’m going to struggle today. Please don’t let me fall asleep in class.

“Screw going to school,” Dante says, letting me go and turning only to slap the alarm off.

Thank Artemis for that. It was starting to really get on my nerves.

“You could use the sleep,” Sean tells me. “I’ll call the academy and tell them you’re not coming in.”

“Good plan,” Dante tells him as he snuggles against my back.

Parker, who slept at Sean’s side, gets out of bed with a loud yawn, heading into the bathroom.

I move so Sean can get up. If he’s going to call and get us a day off, I’m not going to complain.

Even if it is weird that one of my boyfriends has that authority with the school.

“Yay for long weekends,” Dante murmurs, kissing my shoulder.

I feel my eyelids drifting closed as my mates come back to bed.

I snuggle up against Parker and basically pass out.

Chapter thirty-three

Amanda

Itsuckssobadto leave the warmth of the bed to use the bathroom when I eventually wake up at a reasonable hour. Luckily, Dante and Parker are both sleeping with their backs to me, and I manage to escape without waking either of them.

I take my time in the bathroom, having a long shower to help wake myself up a little more.

I still feel kind of tired, but I’m starting to shake it off.

Thank the Goddess.

Stepping back into my own bedroom after I’m cleaned up, I see that it’s just after two p.m. and that makes me feel better about my decision not to go back to bed. What’s the point of having a day off school if I spend the whole time sleeping? Especially the most romantic day of the year, as Dante called it when he was bemoaning Valentine’s Day turning out to be Sean’s regular date night with me.

I put on lacy white underwear and start looking through my closet for an outfit my mates will appreciate. Parker bought me a whole new wardrobe a while back, and I’ve been adding some new things to keep from feeling like the boring old version of me who had no money and wore clothes that didn’t fit right. I still don’t have a lot of cash, but my mates refuse to let me pay for anything.

The least I can do today is look good for them and then get started making a cooked breakfast, which I know they all love. I may not be as proficient in the kitchen as Parker, but I’m pretty good with at breakfast basics.

I pick out a denim miniskirt that feels too short to wear in public, and a cute tank top that used to be white before Dante offered to do the laundry that one time that Parker now refers to as Pink Sunday.

Sean has a few matching pink tank tops thanks to that day, and he’s not afraid to wear them.

I slip on a pair of white wedge sandals and use a few clips to pin my hair back before I step out of the room.

It’s darker than usual in the main room of the apartment, thanks to the blinds still being drawn on all the windows. I move over there and open them, letting in the winter sun.

Wolf Creek has mild winters, and the summers never really get too hot.

Sometimes, I wonder what more obvious season changes would feel like, but mostly I just appreciate that it’s almost always bright and sunny where I live.

I know my mates always planned to move after Dante was finished at the academy.

I can’t help thinking this place already feels like home to me.

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