Declan squared his shoulders. If he was going to start choosing happiness, he wanted to sleep next to Everly again. For the first time in years, Declan made a choice that would bring him joy as he walked down the hallway and gently knocked on Everly’s door.
Everly had just gotten out of the shower when she heard the knock. As she toweled her hair, she opened the door to find Declan standing there.
“I … uh … I wanted to make sure you weren’t cold tonight,” he started.
“Nope. I’m all set. Hot shower and I got some extra blankets from Whitney today,” Everly commented. The power had come back on that day and her room was finally a normal, human temperature.
“Oh.” Declan was supremely disappointed. He didn’t really have a plan, so he stood there, awkwardly. “Um …” he started.
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