Jasmine stretched as she woke. She felt absolutely amazing, which was the last thing she expected considering everything that had happened last night.
She sighed. Aunt Trixy would want to talk about things in more detail today. The likelihood of avoiding said conversation was zilch. Gah. She wasn"t ready for that. Not yet. Maybe not ever.
Kylan and Dillon were still sleeping. Kylan"s face was softer than it was while he was awake. It always seemed he had a furrow in his brow or a seriousness about his look that was absent in his sleep. She drew back before she trailed her hand along his cheek. She didn"t want to wake him.
Dillon, ferocious in bed but always quick to lighten the mood out of it, looked relaxed too. Much more so than when they"d first brought Kylan back from the attack. He
