I rolled my eyes, but couldn’t stop the grin tugging at my lips. "Please. You look way too smug to be suffering."
"That’s because I’m not completely insane yet," Rhys said with a wink. "But give it a few more days of sneaking around like a teenager, and I might start writing tragic poetry."
"Oh, let’s not encourage that again," Rafael said with a dramatic groan. “Last time was a failure. An utter, absolute failure."
"It was epic," Rhys said, feigning a look of hurt.
"It was painful," Rafael shot back, smirking now.
I snorted, shaking my head. The tension between them faded, dissolving like mist under sunlight, giving way to the easy camaraderie and brotherhood they had shared for as long as I’d known them. That familiar rhythm, the quick banter and sharp jabs softened by affection, se
