Haley’s POV
“Haley!” Blake exclaimed as he and Alice walked inside the house.
I smiled at him. He approached me and pulled me into a tight hug. I patted his back gently.
“You saw me this morning,” I said, chuckling a little. “You reacted like you hadn’t seen me in months.”
Blake rolled his eyes at me and looked at the wound on my head.
“Does it hurt?” he asked, pressing the area around the wound a little.
“Yes when you touch it with those giant fingers,” I said, moving his hand away. “How are you a surgeon? Your fingers are like sausages.”
Blake rolled his eyes again and moved my hand so he could continue looking at the wound.
“I don’t think we need the DNA results,” Alice said, chuckling a little. “They are bickering like siblings.”
Nate snorted and shook his head.
“Definitely,”
