The next morning, I slipped quietly out of Drakon's suite and made my way back to my own room, a helpless, satisfied smile plastered across my face the entire walk down the hall. I hadn't been staying here long, but being with Drakon made me realize something terrifying—I didn't think I ever wanted to leave.
I closed my bedroom door behind me, collapsed onto the mattress, and reached into the nightstand drawer for my phone. I pulled up Linda’s contact and hit FaceTime.
She answered on the fourth ring, her eyes half-open as she blinked into the screen. I could tell she was still buried under her covers.
"You're up early," she muttered, her voice raspy with sleep.
"More like haven't gone to sleep," I corrected, unable to keep the grin out of my voice.
Linda sat up slightly, her eyes sna
