Her family offered him their vote. Everything he wants, Landon!He laughed harshly, derision laced through his voice.The school. More power. Didn’t you hear what he said?
He strode forward, capturing my shoulders in his hands and jarring me forcefully.
She isexactlywhat Camelot Court needs.
He spat out the words as I grabbed him in return, pushing and pulling against him like I always had.
What about you? What about what you need?
A voice cut through the trees.Landon!
I bolted upright.
Sweat dripping down my face, my heart raced as if I’d run through those trees for hours. The way we always had.
That memory…
That voice…
Pain shot through my skull.
It cleared the lingering haze of sleep, right as my name rang out through the darkness.
I was out of bed before I registered my body moving. Halfway to the door before I realized what I was doing. Opening Kingston’s door, he lay on his bed beside Quinn. She knelt over him, hands hovering over his body, unsure where or how to touch him.
“He’s having a nightmare, but I-I can’t wake him. I’m scared to hurt him. Or make it worse.” The words rushed out of her as I approached the side of the bed.
“You won’t hurt him.”
I didn’t know how I knew it, but I did.
Tear tracks stained her cheeks. “I pushed him to open up. I must have?—”
“Just hold onto him.” I urged her softly, stepping closer. “Let him know he’s not alone.”
Her voice shook. “Will you help me?”
I swallowed, staring between them and momentarily unsure, but when Kingston thrashed in his sleep, Quinn’s mewl of pain mirrored his own. My knee hit the mattress before I decided to climb on the bed.
“It’s alright.”
“Is this what it’s like with me?”
The sheer horror in her voice almost made me laugh, but I smothered it. “Oh, no. You are gentle like a flower, even in sleep, my Lady.”
She shot me an exasperated look but smiled despite her fears. Running a hand through her sleep-tousled hair, she blew a breath out from between pursed lips.
“I’m adding like five brownie points to your scoreboard for this. At least.”
I arched a brow. “My scoreboard?”
She waved a hand at me as she reclined beside Kingston. “The one that gets you fully out of the doghouse, of course.”
“Ah.” I nodded, carefully keeping my distance as I mirrored her actions on Kingston’s other side. “How am I doing?”
“Not bad, actually. The orgasms go a long way. I double the points when you bring in another player.”
She had no idea how adorable she was like this. Nervous and rambling.
