“Youaccidentallybroke his fingers? More than once?” Aiden’s eyes bulged.
Zephyr waved his hand. “I healed it, it wasn’t a big deal.”
Aiden choked on a laugh, and my eyebrows hit my hairline.
“You healed your own fingers? When you were just a kid?” I asked.
It was as if a record scratched, everyone looking at me with varying levels of distaste. I felt my cheeks heating in embarrassment.
“Yeah,” Zephyr replied slowly. “Several times.”
“Fascinating,” Rafe said brightly. “And you never set them wrong?”
Zephyr scoffed. “I never set them, period. They just healed.”
Rafe looked at me, a little bewildered, and I blinked several times.
If Zephyr wasn’t lying…that would beremarkable.
There were so many questions I wished I could ask, the science part of my brain going wild, but everyone began walking again, forgetting me in the sand.
Fuck my life.
Rafe chuckled back into my mind. I hadn’t realized I’d been projecting toward him.
“I was quite the prankster, myself,” Rafe said, tossing an arm over Skye’s shoulder. An invisible force shrugged him off, and he played off his stumble with a smooth twirl.
“I don’t do pranks,” Skye said.
“Really?” Rafe pried. “Well, have you ever played around with superglue?”
Aiden snorted, then pursed his lips. I narrowed my eyes at him, then at Rafe, then at Skye.
Wait.
Skye gave Rafe a coy grin, then shook her head. “No, I can’t say I have.”
Wait.
“Did you glue the shit in my office?!”
Skye snorted. “Nope.”
“You’re lying.” I snapped.
“I assure you, I am not. Have you talked to Willow lately?”
“Willow? No?” Why the fuck would I have talked to Willow? She was still pissed at me, rightfully so, and…
Rafe began to laugh, and Aiden was right behind him.
“Wait.” My brain grinded to a halt. “Willowglued my shit down?!”
Skye laughed so hard she leaned over and held her stomach, making Aiden reach out as if she were about to fall.
My Key and my two Link-mates were all laughing at me.
My cheeks warmed again, and I eyed Zephyr behind them, grinning but not full-on laughing.
