Billie.
My eyelids felt heavy as I forced them to open slowly, blinking against the dimness.
The room was darker than mine. The air smelled different too, something sweet mixed with a familiar cologne.
A solid warmth pressed against my back, someone’s arm wrapped firmly around my waist, hand splayed flat over my stomach, holding me close. In front of me, a broad chest rose and fell in slow rhythm with clean, defined abs under smooth skin, another hand resting gently on my lower back, thumb brushing idle circles through the fabric.
I was sandwiched between two men. I tilted my head up to find it's Leon.
His face was inches from mine. As intimidating as he is, he's pretty good looking even asleep. Slowly, I turned my head the other way.
Silas lay behind me. Arm locked around my wai
