JJ
By the time we stopped pretending any of us planned to leave the guest room soon, Benny was stretched carefully against the pillows with his bandage still intact, Nixx was beside him, and I had stolen most of the blanket.
I considered that a successful evening.
Benny apparently disagreed.
“You said we needed rules,” he reminded me. “Which is deeply unfortunate because I was hoping everybody forgot.”
“I didn’t.”
“Of course you didn’t.”
Nixx reached across him and stole part of the blanket back. “She’s right.”
Benny stared at the ceiling. “I hate when you two agree.”
“You should probably get used to it.”
“That sounds threatening.”
I smiled, but the reason I had brought it up wasn’t funny.
The three of us had moved fast once we finally stopped pretending there wasn’t something
