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But watching these two, all I can think about is closing my eyes and drifting off to a place where none of this exists.

Where playing dead and searching out corrupt fathers and possibly deceased sisters isn’t a reality we’re dealing with.

Before I know what I’m doing, I’ve moved closer, and I’m dropping my body onto the thick, soft carpet beneath me.

Alana’s skin is cool when I reach for her and I instantly snuggle in closer and wrap my arm around her waist.

A quiet moan spills from her lips as if she’s aware of my presence even in her sleep, and I can’t help the smile that pulls at my lips.

JD mumbles something incoherent as she shifts, wiggling her ass back into me and making my dick stir to life.

Sliding my hand over her stomach, I hold her tight as I drop my nose to her hair and breathe in her sweet scent.

My addiction to this woman knows no bounds. And the fact that I’m starting not to care is even more shocking.

Despite lying on the hard floor, I drift off incredibly fast. I want to put it down to days with very little sleep, but something tells me that it has more to do with the woman in my arms.

JD isn’t the only one who is calmed by her presence. She has a visceral effect on me as well.

* * *

Irouse from sleep with the sense that I’m being watched.

My skin prickles with awareness while my neck and hip ache.

It takes a second to remember where I am, and the moment it comes back to me, I know exactly who is staring at me.

I bet he’s got a smug-ass grin on his face too.

Cracking one eye open, I find exactly what I’m expecting.

My best friend's cocky grin.

“Morning, sleeping beauty,” he teases.

“Fuck off.” I grunt quietly, aware that Alana is still sleeping between us.

“Alright, no need to get your blue balls in a twist,” he says with a wide grin.

“You’re not funny.”

“We both know that’s not true,” JD scoffs.

“Stop arguing, I’m sleeping,” Alana complains.

JD glares at me for waking her up, but I ignore him.

I’ve got a much better idea than lying here on his closet floor.

Scrambling up, I slide my hands under Alana’s relaxed body and lift her into my chest as I stand.

“Where are you going?” JD pouts, his expression turning serious all of a sudden.

“You’ve had your fun. Go and find Mav and continue where we left off. Get the answers we need,” I say, shooting him my own glare.

His lips part to argue, but I’m gone before he manages to find any words.

“Where are we going?” Alana asks sleepily.

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