EDWARD’S POV
Layla lets out a small sigh, tugging the blanket higher over her chest.
“She was… hibernating. Apparently, she couldn’t handle the heat.” A faint blush creeps into her cheeks. “She says she kind of… passed out.”
A grin tugs at my lips. “So I managed to overwhelm your wolf?”
“Don’t sound so proud of yourself.”
“I’m not.”
She tries to glare at me, but the way she’s hiding beneath the blanket ruins the effect completely.
I can’t help it. I pull her closer until she’s tucked comfortably against my chest.
Her nose is pink. It always turns pink whenever she gets embarrassed and that’s becoming one of my favorite things.
“If Oakie’s back…” I brush a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Can you feel Zyrax again?”
She doesn’t answer. Instead, her gaze unfocuses, like she’s l
