Destiny
It’s been two weeks since Malik’s been home. It’s been hard, especially now that his ribs seem to have recovered enough for him to start touching me without wincing.
When he came home, I introduced him to Silas and Matt. They gave him polite smiles that didn’t reach their eyes, but Malik didn’t seem to notice.
At dinner the first night, he praised how good the food was. Silas thanked him. When Silas gave me my plate, he let his fingers brush my wrist. Malik had paused with his fork halfway to his mouth. He had noticed. I acted like nothing happened and picked up my fork. Silas had made grilled chicken with mozzarella balls, tomato chunks, and pesto. It really was good. There was a side of spinach and shredded parmesan. I moaned after taking a bite. My eyes went to Malik, his j
