The ride back to my pack was awkward as hell. Rowan drove the car while Brianna sat in the back squashed between Dominic and I. Neither of us wanted to stop touching her but neither of us were comfortable with each other’s presence. Brianna tried her best to distract us by talking about the building she had infiltrated, but it was difficult to pay attention when I could see her holding Dominic’s hand in the corner of my eye.
By the time that Rowan pulled the car into my garage the adrenaline had worn off and all of us were feeling the effects of last night's missed sleep. Brianna was practically falling asleep in her seat, and the rest of us weren’t fairing much better.
“We should get you to bed before you pass out from exhaustion.” Dominic said, brushing a strand of hair out of Briann
