JJ
I was out of bed before my brain caught up.
Nixx lifted his head from the pillow behind me. “What?”
“Benny.”
That got him moving too.
I pulled on the first shirt I found and stepped into the hallway expecting blood, pain, or some new disaster involving Havoc.
Instead, Benny stood outside the other bedroom wearing yesterday’s sweatpants and the expression of a man who had somehow lost an argument before breakfast.
Millie stood in front of him with Rabbit tucked beneath one arm.
“What happened?” I asked.
Benny pointed at her. “Apparently we’re having a conversation.”
Millie frowned at him. “You make that sound bad.”
“I’m unprepared.”
“For what?”
His eyes moved to me. “Exactly.”
Nixx came out of the master behind me, hair wrecked from sleep. Millie looked at him, then at the
