-Three weeks prior -
Keira's head snapped up from the magazine she was reading on the sofa, her knees bent, toes crammed comfortably under Ahren's thigh for warmth, as Dylan rushed into the room.
"I found it." He is breathless, glasses slightly askew.
Ahren lifted his head from the back of the sofa from where he'd been dozing off, watching daytime T.V. We'd returned from a new game a few days ago and were happily relaxing and recovering whilst whispering schemes to each other. "Found what?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow.
Damn, I really wish I could do that; it's so cool. Ember snorted at her inner thoughts.
Dylan glanced at the camera in the corner of the room and kneeled before them. "Not here. In the bathroom," he whispered conspiratorially.
Sorry for the delay guys! I was going through quite a bit in my personal life and could only focus on one novel until now. Thank you so much for your patience
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