THE FOLLOWING MORNING, I woke to Sean watching me. From his expression, he looked like he’d been awaiting the opening of my lids. I studied the beauty of him, but the longer I watched him, the more I thought I’d read him wrong. He appeared excited, yet apprehensive, all at the same time.
My eyes narrowed.
“Breakfast!” Ethan’s voice boomed from the kitchen.
“Come on.” Sean smiled. “Let’s go eat.”
We found Nathan and Ethan downstairs, already tucking in. They glanced up as we entered, and they, too, both looked as though they knew something I didn’t. Rather than look excited, though, they appeared ... nervous.
In silence, I watched them all through my meal, pondering the situation. My wariness kicked up a notch when Nathan got up to clear the table as soon as he finished eating.
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