I rubbed my hair dry as I stepped back into the bedroom. My eyes fell on the rumpled sheets of the bed, a testament to the fun we"d had. I hoped the fact Cas hadn"t cleaned up behind us meant he wanted me to stay. I hated doubting them, but even though they"d said they wanted me around, a little part of me was still apprehensive.
"Cas is in the kitchen," Levon answered my unspoken question.
I nodded. "Can I borrow a clean shirt?"
"You can have one," he responded, walking over to the dresser and pulling one out.
"We"re in your room?" Not that it really mattered which of the three men this particular bed belonged to. The only thing that mattered to me was that they were all in it.
Kerry chuckled as he exited the bathroom. "Levon is the neatest of the three of us. We wanted to make a goo
