-Angela-
Hunter’s bed was big, but while I loved being sandwiched between them, we might need to get a bigger one. It wasn’t always that I slept between them. Sometimes I stayed in Elijah’s room, and other times with Hunter.
Even though they enjoyed sharing, they also liked to have one-on-one time with me. Still, I felt so f*cking protected and safe in their arms as we slept. But the quiet didn’t last long. Suddenly, I heard yelling, and we all sat up quickly.
Hunter and Elijah jumped out of bed while I clutched the sheets tightly to my body. Hunter pulled on his pants, grabbed a gun from the nightstand—something he always kept nearby—and walked towards the door. He opened it, poked his head outside, and glanced both ways before disappearing.
“What’s happening?” I asked.
Elijah quick
