After the excitement of the day had worn off and William and Adrian had practically dragged mom from my room I sagged back against my pillows.
Draven was about to pull the door closed when I stopped him.
“Wait,” I called out, sitting up again, “can we just talk for a minute?”
Nodding, Draven stepped back into my room, the door closing softly behind him.
“I wanted to say thank you for tonight,” I said, fidgeting with the edges of my blanket, “thanks for helping explain everything to my mom.”
“It wasn’t hard, so there is no need to thank me,” Draven responded, very like him.
But regardless of the cool chill his tone and words left I wanted to make sure he understood how thankful I was.
“I do, really,” I insist as I look over at him by the door, “my moms always been the only family I’v
