Layne rested his head on the back of the couch and glared at the ceiling. The faint sound of running water had stopped. Heaven had just finished showering, though he doubted she’d join him right away. Adalyn’s restlessness increased. It wasn’t the fact that she was still hungry. She wanted to be with her mother.
A dull ache formed at his temples. He wanted to crawl in his bed and forget the last twelve hours. At least most of it. There were certain things he never wanted to forget, nor would he…
He tucked the thoughts in the back of his mind and concentrated on Nicholas. Heaven’s father remained at the front window, peering into the yard. His arm pressed to the casing as he leaned against it. He’d said little since Layne explained what happened or Nate’s part in the a*******n.
Shifting
