He really needed to pee, though, which meant it wasn’t a dream because who actually needed to pee in their dreams? He had no idea how he was going to extricate himself from the tangle of arms and legs surrounding him. He looked up and noticed someone standing at the window. “Eduard,” Sawyer whispered.
Eduard turned to face them. “You okay?”
“Can you help me up?”
“It’s early, my friend. Go back to sleep.”
“I will after I pee.”
Eduard chuckled and walked over to the bed. He leaned down and somehow managed to lift Sawyer out of the pile of bodies without jostling anyone else too much. They stood close together, pressed chest to chest until Sawyer stepped back nervously.
“How did you do that?”
“Super strength.”
Sawyer didn’t need to see Eduard’s face to know he was smirking. “Where’s the bathroom?”
Eduard took his hand and led him across the dark room. He flipped a switch and a strip of under-cabinet lights came on, giving the bathroom a soft glow.
“Thank you.”
Eduard nodded, then closed the door behind him as he left.
Sawyer did his business, then washed his hands and went back into the bedroom. He’d miscounted earlier. There’d beenfourmen on the bed, with Andvari curled up on the other side of Henry, who was now in a Draco and Andvari sandwich. And damn was that hot.
“Like what you see?” Eduard whispered from behind him.
Sawyer held back a shriek, just barely, and whirled around to face him. Eduard was really close. Like, right there close. “And what if I say yes?”
“Then I say you have excellent taste. Our friends are incredibly handsome.”
“No kidding.”
“You should rejoin them,” Eduard said softly. “You need rest.”
“What about you?” Sawyer asked.
“I’m keeping watch.”
“Then I’ll keep watch with you.”
He followed Eduard back to the window and sat down on the window seat. It didn’t have a bunch of pillows or anything, but Sawyer could imagine that it would some day. “Oh my God. Where’s Pearl?”
Eduard smiled and gestured to the foot of the bed. His girl was laying across Henry’s feet and probably had been on his as well before he got up. She raised her head at the sound of her name.
“It’s okay, girl. Lay down.” She sighed and lowered her head again. Sawyer looked out the window and down the hill to his house. It seemed even smaller from up here. He hadn’t turned any lights off before they left earlier. It was still lit up like he was home, sitting at the kitchen table. Maybe his foster parents hadn’t really passed away, but were down there, making dinner and laughing over something or other that happened at their jobs that day. Maybe his foster brothers hadn’t really moved away to start their own lives, but were home from college, bragging over their sports achievements and even over the girls they’d managed to charm.
“You okay?” Eduard asked.
“Just thinking,” Sawyer said. “A lot changed today, you know?”
“I can’t begin to imagine.”
“So, is it rude if I ask what you are? I mean, Henry is a seer and I heard Draco say that Andvari is a vampire. I’m wondering what you are.”
Eduard lifted Sawyer’s legs and sat down on the window seat before lowering Sawyer’s feet into his lap. “It’s not rude. Unusual, yes, but not rude. That question is usually answered once we reveal our clan name. You have much to learn about our world if you care to take part in it.”
“Yeah. I do.” Sawyer glanced over at the bed where Draco lay, then turned his attention back to Eduard.
