Caleb's POV:
“I do have a room,” she said at last. “But only one left.”
My heart dropped.
“One?” I breathed before I could stop myself.
She nodded, solemn. “Storm’s brought in more folks than usual. Roads close faster than people expect.”
Beside me, Milo lit up like he’d just uncovered buried treasure. “We can all sleep together!”
Together.
The word echoed in my head far longer than it should have.
One room. One bed and Elena. Close. Too f*****g close.
Shit. I almost felt like exploding right about this second and vanish. That would make things easier.
“Together,” Black murmured inside me, dark and amused. "Her soft skin. Her scent filling the air. Her breath in the quiet..."
“Shut up,” I snapped inside, jaw tightening. This stupid fucker!
I absolutely did not need those image
