Chapter 12Devin was cleaning up after dinner. Mars and Murrie were still by the table, both of them cradling a cup—Murrie’s held tea and Mars’s coffee—and they were speaking in low voices. He was tired and wanted to go to bed, but he was afraid to try it without Mars. Which was silly. He’d slept alone every night for three years.
When Murrie got up and came to put his cup in the dishwasher, Devin was vibrating with nerves. Would Mars leave too? He had hardly left Devin’s side all day.
“You okay, Dev?” Murrie gave him a worried look.
“Yeah. Tired.”
He hummed.
“I ordered groceries, so they’ll be here tomorrow.” He’d finally have some eggs. It was hard to make a proper breakfast without eggs.
“Good. Did you buy M&Ms?”
Devin grinned. He’d bought several kinds of M&Ms. He hadn’t known th
