BREE’S POV
“Uh, yeah.” Marco physically stumbles over his own boots before recovering his stride. “It’s their private house. Cap has the entire east wing. It’s really quiet; he mostly just does his own stuff there—he has this super big kitchen though. Venom is up top, which is…” His ears go bright pink again. “…well, you’ll know it when you see it. And Bane has the whole north side, but nobody really—” He stops himself, swallowing hard. “Nobody ever goes over there. Unless you want to get punched.”
Caspian has a big kitchen? He cooks? Well, I’ll be damned.
Then, as he turns his head, I catch sight of a bright white tag sticking straight up from his collar.
The seams on his shoulders are completely exposed. It is so endearing and so remarkably silly that something tight in my chest fina
