AARON
I sit on the bench closest to the door. I hung out in Alex’s room until I heard the girls get home. My twin had to practically drag me to come downstairs, since Callan was trying to force his way out to get to her. The scent of orchids was all I could smell, and our bond is still new enough that even just a couple of hours away has me scratching to get to her. my hands are twitching to have her back in my arms.
It is five till six. She should be out here any time now. I stare out toward the trees, easily imagining myself in a few years, Brooklynn at my side, a couple of pups running around us. The image fills me with a pure sense of contentment and fulfilment. Callan sighs, relaxing.
As always, I smell her before I see her. Snapping my head back to the door, I watch with rapt att
