Chapter 12
JASE
Waking up with my arm wrapped around Tiffany’s warm, n***d body, was bliss. Her head rested on my chest and her hair tickled my nose.
I opened my eyes and turned my head slowly, not wanting to wake her up. Judging from the loud snores around me, Fin and Ollie weren’t awake either.
I stared at Tiffany for a long moment, drinking in the miracle of today. A few days ago, I’d been totally bummed about having to come home for Christmas, to our slowly dying pack.
I’d wanted to stay up in Ontario, happily ignoring the fact that we didn’t have much of a future, but choosing to accept that our present had been good enough.
We’d had a cheap place to stay, a little work. Girls. Beer. It had been simple, and it certainly didn’t make me jump for joy or anything. But it had been be
