Asher’s POV
I woke with the feeling that something was wrong.
Not a thought.
Not a nightmare.
Instinct.
I slowly opened my eyes while the bluish darkness before dawn still covered the motel room, and for one full second I didn’t move. I only listened.
Breathing.
The old air conditioner vibrating intermittently.
Water dripping outside from the roof after the rain.
Nothing else.
And still…
something felt different.
Callie was sleeping between us again.
Completely exhausted.
Her head buried against Jonas’s chest while one of my hands still rested unconsciously against her waist beneath the blankets. Dark hair partially covered her face, and for the first time since I met her, she seemed to be sleeping without preparing herself to wake up running.
But that wasn’t what made me te
