Chapter 43
Everything will be fine, I thought to myself as I started to drift off to sleep on the couch. Bane’s arms were wrapped around my waist and I could feel the weight of his ankle resting on mine. He had reluctantly cut short my kisses and led me back to the house, saying he didn’t want to take advantage of my ‘transitioning emotional state’—whatever that was. We each showered away the grime and various remnant bits of bushland that had stuck to us since our afternoon trek back from the cave, and changed into our daggiest old tracksuits, but then I had just sort of gone into hibernation in the lounge room and refused to move again, despite Aunt Lily’s best coaxing techniques. Eventually she’d given up and tossed me a spare woollen blanket and a pillow.
Bane hadn’t even looked apol
