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I couldn't have been ht, shattering after the sunrise with a chime from my phone

Chapter Twenty-Six

SCARLETT

August crawled into bed with us again, the shaking of the er poked me in the shoulder "Mom Cartoons?"

I blinked awake to August's faoal Cartoons Never led up to our host in his bed August didn't see odd about that I wasn't sure if that said so about his resiliency or his love of cartoons Maybe both

While I was still trying to figure that out, squinting against the ust, who had no trouble navigating to his preferred channel and, with a contented sigh, leaned into me and lost hi

I stayed where I was, my head on Tenn's shoulder, his arm around me

"You sleep well?" he asked in a low tone August missed

"Mertip

"Mmm-hmm"

That was all we said It worked for me I didn't want to talk, I wanted to stay exactly where I was I didn't want to get up I didn't want to go anywhere I wanted to pretend that this was ht there, cuddled up to Tenn, lazing in bed