Date = 26 December
In just 24 hours the earth has shifted again. Right side up this time.
Place = San Francisco (on the road)
POV – Damion
WARNING – s*x scene!!!
Uncle John is already in the kitchen when we come down, the old kettle rattling like it’s clearing its throat before a sermon. Morning light slants through the lace curtains, turning the floating dust into gold glitter. The house smells like roasted coffee beans and fried bacon and something warm and safe — the kind of smell that makes you want to stay forever.
“Are you sure you don’t want to spend another day?” he asks, not looking at me, but handing me a mug heavy with dark coffee and too much cream.
The cup warms my palms. The guilt warms my chest.
Here, there’s no privacy … I share a room … and a bed … with Logan.
“I
