The door opened, and they turned together to Aerysn, who stepped into the room, not heeding even though he could see what they were in the middle of. He glanced between them, his lips curling upward like he was satisfied with what he saw, as satisfied as Treycore felt now that he was recovering from his intense orgasm.
Treycore noticed Aerysn’s wrist was already, for the most part, healed. He wondered if Aerysn’s amazing speed had an affect on his other immortal gifts as well.
“Yes?” Treycore asked. “Did you need something?”
“Could use a little something now, for sure,” he said with a wink.
Kid laughed.
“Don’t encourage him,” Treycore said. “Now what the fuck do you want, Aerysn?”
“They made it. Kinzer’s with my contact.”
“He’s alive?” Kid asked, sitting up quickly.
Trey was happy to see Kid so happy, and he was relieved himself to know that his friend, and one of the few immortals he could trust, had survived the hellish nightmare his trial had transformed into.
“Yes, and we’re going to meet them at some place in Washington State.”
