She narrows her eyes at me and throws a piece of bread. I catch it in my mouth, and she groans.
“I’m calling you Pan. As in Peter Pan. Starting now.”
I smirk. “I don’t mind that, Tinker.”
She rolls her eyes, and I top off her soda as I chuckle under my breath.
Teasing her shouldn’t be this entertaining.
But it is.
We settle back on the couch, Marvel wedged comfortably between us asThorstarts playing.
My phone buzzes, but I ignore it.
Then it buzzes again.
And again.
I sigh and pick it up.
Group chat.
Of course.
Ethan:Everyone safe and inside?
Grace:Yep.
Cas:Just got back. Been out all day making sure no one was stranded.
Ethan:Anyone hurt?
Cas:No. Just helped Mrs. Mayfair secure some windows. I’m on call, though.
Jace:No snow here in Texas??
Grace:Lucky SOB
Jude:Animals are all safe here.
Penny:So…@Dexyou’re stranded in your apartment with Lexy…??
Summer:Ooooh forced proximity! I love that trope!
Jace:What the hell is a trope?
Jace:Way to go, big bro. No work and a gorgeous woman all to yourself 24/7.
I exhale through my nose.
Dex:It’s not like that
Cas:Isn’t it?
Penny:You and Lexy. Alone. In an apartment. It is like that.
Dex:You’re all delusional!
