Austin's scalp tingled, every tiny hair standing on end as she sensed him getting closer in the dark.
She didn't look at him and just whispered under her breath.
" Don't wake Eliot," she warned.
" He sleeps like a rock," Kaius said, calm and low.
Her jaw tightened. She could feel the frustration rising.
" If you're not gonna sleep, go downstairs and scroll t****k or something."
He didn't move. " You're awake too. I figured I'd keep you company."
" Not necessary," she muttered, her voice clipped.
Who did he think kept her up at night in the first place?
If he hadn't shamelessly insisted on crashing in her room, she might've actually gotten some sleep.
Now every breath he took, every shift on the couch, made her hyper-aware of him.
In the quiet glow of the
