She looks at her phone for another moment before tapping a spot on the screen.
A message comes through.
Leticia:
Well, you’ve asked the most boring person in the world to distract you. I left my user manuals in the kitchen.
With a smile,I know exactly what to say. I disconnect the laptop from the displays and take it, with her room’s feed on display, over to my bed. I mimic how she’s lying before sending back a message of my own.
Royal:
Ahh, so you escaped the kitchen?
Leticia:
Fortunately, I’ve escaped until at least tomorrow morning. If I’m lucky, until tomorrow afternoon. The parents have other brunch plans before their flight to Italy and Berto is busy.
Mimickingher position is incredibly uncomfortable for me. I roll back over, choosing to look only at my phone rather than both screens. Dragging down the top corner of my phone, I check the clock. It’s only two hours before dinner, meaning Valor and Kerrianne will be here soon with Antonella.
A little downtime with our mate won’t make the computer run the program slower.My wolf argues.
I had been assisting the bot and running other tasks, but it’s nothing I need to be doing right this second.
And the truth is... with the shit I’ve seen today, I need a bright spot, or I won’t be in any shape for dinner.
Want to see her.My wolf pushes toward the laptop. I roll to my side and click around a little until my screen goes dark and my projector takes over. A large version of Leticia’s bedroom is now painted across my ceiling, giving almost a more immersive experience.
Lying here, looking at her, seeps into my consciousness. I look forward to my interactions with Leticia. She’s not just an acquaintance, a potential ally, not anymore.
Royal:
What do you do when you’re not in the kitchen? What do the couple of hours, assuming you sleep 8 hours, look like for you?
Leticia jolts,sitting up, and I try to figure out why. She’s staring at her phone, hands covering her mouth like it did something bad.
My hackles rise. The wolf stands at attention, trying to decipher the threat.
I pick up my laptop again, leaving her bedroom on my ceiling. I check other cameras, the one in the hall, the one on the stairs, but there’s nothing.
I reactivate the sound on her camera, hoping it’ll pick up whatever happened that startled her. I try so desperately to figure outthe problem, but all I see is the beautiful blonde looking at her phone.
She picks it up and shakes her head before dropping it back to the bed, defeated. “I can’t believe I sent that.”
I look at my phone and see the notification I missed, distracted by her reaction.
Leticia:
Honestly, I normally throw on some TV and try to forget.
Forget what?My wolf pushes, still unsettled.
I wish it was harder to figure out. Adrenaline falls out of my system, and exhaustion starts to settle in.
Royal:
Forget? Forget who you are and what life is?
Cause honestly? Same.
