For a while, the ol' ladies hung out with me, but eventually they went home. Feral and War came back about an hour ago, finding me in the kitchen. Now they're in the barroom, drinking and doing whatever else with the brothers. Feral told me to text him when I was ready to go home. It made my heart flutter. The man gives me butterflies like crazy.
I don't think Feral and I have spent a night apart in months. He's a lot less worried about getting caught sleeping in my bed with me too. He even sleeps under the covers, cuddling me all night. He sleeps in sweatpants and a shirt now too. It's one of the little changes I've noticed with him. Just like the way he looks at me in front of everyone now.
It's like the closer we get to my birthday, the bolder Feral feels. He hasn't crossed any lines,
