Benny
Nixx had been gone three hours when JJ climbed onto the couch beside me, tucked one bare foot beneath her thigh, and announced that the house was too quiet.
Millie was at the clubhouse making friendship bracelets with Sable, Charlie, and Hannah, which had somehow become an event involving beads, pizza, and strict instructions that none of us were allowed to interrupt unless the building caught fire.
Jarek had Nixx sitting in a truck with Stone watching one of Razor’s old contacts, so he was probably bored enough to count passing headlights.
I looked at JJ over the top of my beer. “Guess you’re stuck with the consolation prize.”
Her expression changed fast enough that I regretted it before she spoke.
“Don’t do that.”
I set the bottle down. She shifted closer until one knee pre
