“Fairies need their sleep.” He picks her up. “Especially dancing fairies who can sing as well as you can. If you don’t sleep, your body doesn’t have time to get its energy back, and then you won’t be able to dance and sing at all.”
Her eyes bulge, her soft gasp damn adorable as she rests her head on Zander’s shoulder. “Zoey sleep now.”
“Good idea.” Zander rests his cheek on her head, sharing a smile with Sienna before walking out of the room to the converted garage out back.
Sienna jumps up to follow them, and I move to the couch, knowing I should be getting my ass upstairs to study but really not loving that idea.
Finals are mere weeks away, and I should get my ass in gear, but my brain’s foggy after an intense day, and I just don’t feel like it.
What I need is the perfect excuse to get out of it, but I doubt I’ll get any from this lot.
Wily and Satch are already moving to the dining table for a study session. They’ve had to start working downstairs becausethey get too “distracted” in his room, and Satch is worried that Wily won’t be prepared enough for his final exams.
“I’m gonna go get the dishes done.” Blake stands up.
“Bee, you’ve been cleaning all day.” Grady tries to snag her hand and stop her.
“I know, but you have studying to do, and I don’t want to get in your way.”
“But—”
“The sooner you get that done, the sooner we can…” She gives him a heated smile, and he bolts off the couch, racing for the stairs while Blake laughs and smacks his ass when he passes her.
Okay, living in Love City is seriously starting to get old.
Rising from the couch with a soft growl, I traipse up to my room and force my tired brain to concentrate on engineering shit. It’s an effort, and I end up doing that thing where I review my notes from today’s classes in ten-minute bursts before getting distracted or doodling shit on the paper I’m supposed to be writing on.
Thank God my phone rings an hour later to end my misery.
Lifting it out of the charging cradle, I glance at the screen, then do a double take.
It’s Dani.
She’s calling me.
Why is she calling me?
My gut twists into a pretzel as my thumb hovers over the screen.
Slide to answer, brah. Slide to answer!
Clearing my throat, I hesitantly answer the call just before it cuts off. “Hey, Dani. What’s up?”
She sniffs, and for a second, I think she’s crying.What the fuck?
“Dani?”
“Hey, Ty.”
Oh shit, sheiscrying!
“Dani? What’s wrong?”
“I just…” She sucks in a breath. “I’m sorry to call you like this I… I’ve just had a really bad date, and I didn’t know who else to talk to. It’s my first one since Atlas, and it took so much courage to go, you know? And it was… it was a total shit show.” Her voice breaks and she starts sniffing again while my stomach pretzel turns into a rock.
“What happened? Was he a sleaze or something? He didn’t touch you when you didn’t want him to, did he?” Anger fires through me, hot and fast.
“No, he was just… ugh! I can’t even. It was a horrible date, and now I’m walking home in the dark and I?—”
