CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
His alarm hadn’t gone off. The first Blaser knew of the new day was the pounding on his door. Exhaling his exhaustion, he groaned and coughed as he sat up to stretch.
“Blase!”
His twin’s voice rattled his skull as he reached to the other side of his bed. Vacant. Bri wasn’t there. He hadn’t woken up beside her for years, yet his subconscious still sought her out. He was ready to get on with their future together. Pacing himself was tough, if he was overeager, he’d wreck it. Bri still had issues. Whatever happened, he’d be right by her side to work through them.
Stretching again, he turned to plant his feet on the floor and yawned again, fumbling for the clock on his bedside. Keys rattled in his front door. What the hell? Screw the time.
He got to the living room jus
