I stood at the entrance, watching the Grays' vehicle disappear down the driveway before turning back toward the house.
Alex and Nik were waiting just inside. Lyla had already gone upstairs to my room.
"What a dinner," Nik muttered flatly. "Every day, I thank the moon goddess that we weren't cursed with parents like that.
"Poor Lyla," Alex added sympathetically.
Patting their shoulders without saying a word, I headed to see my girl.
She was curled up in a ball on my bed, swallowed in baggy sweats and an oversized hoodie. Her makeup had been washed away, but the tear streaks remained.
After shrugging out of my suit, I crossed the room in silence.
Easing onto the bed gently, I slid my arms around her and pulled her into my lap, holding her close against my chest.
She burst into fresh
