When his phone buzzed with an incoming message, he dug it out from between his thigh and the chair’s arm, then smiled widely at the silly selfie Lake had sent him.
“Who’s that?” Makai asked, grinning at Kaos’s expression, it seemed.
“It’s my friend LaKeisha, or Lake, as she prefers to be called.” Kaos turned the phone so that the guys could see the photo.
They both laughed, and Emil ended up giggling so hard that he had to hide his face in Makai’s shoulder.
“She’s a goofball. I think with me here, she’s able to not be so stressed out. It wasn’t easy for her when I took out the restraining order on her brother,” Kaos mused as he sent her a photo of the cats he’d taken earlier. He hadn’t really paid attention to what he was saying, but the sudden silence from the couch made him look up. “What?”
“You have a restraining order for someone?” Emil asked quietly, his hand finding Makai’s where he’d gone deadly still.