Delilah's POV
Tuesday morning dawned gray and overcast. I woke to my alarm with the brothers already gone, nothing left but the lingering warmth of sheets and their scent on my pillows.
My phone showed a text from Mateo sent at three AM.
Mateo: We wanted to come to you last night. Couldn't risk it with your mother home. Miss having you between us.
I stared at the message, my chest aching. I typed back.
Me: I miss it too. See you at training tonight.
Mateo: Be careful today.
Three dots appeared like he was typing more, then disappeared and appeared again.
Mateo: We
The message cut off. I waited but nothing else came through. What had he been about to say?
I pushed the thought away and dragged myself out of bed. My body was still sore from everything we'd done, evidence scattered a
