Chapter Sixteen
“Stay safe,” I order them, making sure they know that it’s a command. They’ll have to obey it. Getting hurt isn’t allowed.
“Of course. We’ll be back before you know it,” Frost reassures me and takes me into his arms. I melt into his hug, breathing in his sea breeze scent.
Arc hugs me from behind, sandwiching me between the two Guardians. His embrace is hard and rough, like he doesn’t want to let me go.
“Brother, my turn.”
With a sigh, Frost steps back, letting Storm take his place. I fling my arms around his back and before I know it, his lips are on mine, kissing me hard, but just for a moment, then he’s gone, as is Arc. I feel terribly alone without their touch. The echo of their warmth is still on my skin, but I want nothing more than reach out and never let them go
