Joe watched Abby get ready for bed, running a brush through her long hair while staring blankly into the mirror. The soft scrape of bristles through the strands was the only sound in the room. Her movements were slow, almost absentminded, like she was only half aware of what she was doing. She had been unusually quiet since their conversation with Riley and Leo. Joe knew exactly why.
He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t been thinking about it too.
“Penny for your thoughts,” he said gently as he stepped up behind her, taking the brush from her hand.
She clicked her tongue softly. “They’re worth far more than that.”
He grinned as he began working the brush carefully through the ends of her hair. He had never brushed anyone’s hair but his own before, so he focused, trying to be gentle. The
