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Mommy, daddy, can I show Neri my room?

The group chuckled because again, he opened their communications with everyone in the room.

“Sure, little man. We’ll head there now.”

Instead of waiting for his parents, Silas pushed an image of his room into Neri’s head.

Now, Neri.

Hunter, can you tell Xander and Frost where we went?

Another chuckle, this one from Hunter as he nodded.

Hold on little man. Here we go.

Wait! I want Jade to go to.

Neri smiled and as she secured Silas closer to her chest with one arm wrapped around his tiny body, she reached for Jade and wrapped one hand around her forearm. The beautiful woman must have known Silas had wanted her to come so with a tiny smile and a nod, Neri blinked them out of Kai and Liv’s house and into a bright room.

Neri loosened her arms around Silas’s body and searched his face for any sign of trauma or pain. Instead, he smiled at her and scrambled out of her lap.

Jade made a squeak and Neri searched her face or body for any damage, finding her intact and whole.

“You okay?” Neri asked.

Jade’s gaze found Silas over by a wall of bookshelves, filled with books of all sizes. He became absorbed with his objective, scanning the shelves and pulling out a book. Jade turned back to her.

“That was fucking weird.” Jade threw her head back and laughed at her own observation.

“Any motion sickness?”

“No, I’m fine. I know how long it takes to drive from Kai’s to here. And running his faster. But you got us here in a split second and my brain, although I’m used to weird immortal stuff, hasn’t caught up yet.”

Silas giggled before he careened into Neri’s arms, wrapping his arms around her neck and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek. She was growing to love the smell of his citrus-vanilla scent and the petal soft skin as he pressed his face against her neck.

“You can’t help but love him.”

Neri nodded and smiled as she rubbed Silas’s back.

She took a glance around the room, noting they painted all four walls a different primary color. Instead of a crib, Silas slept in a bed shorter than a twin with stuffed animals dotted near the pillows and in one corner of the room. There were pictures of every one of Silas’s family, holding him, propped on the bookcases or placed on the wall.

“I love your room, little man. So much color.”

Silas smiled at her.Mommy and daddy call melittle man,too?

Does it bother you because I can call you Silas if you prefer?

No, I like it.

Good. I like it, too.

Silas scrambled back over to his bookshelves and Neri stood up to follow. She scanned the titles on the shelves and while there were books for toddlers; she noticed most of them were for middle grade or young adult.

“Which one is your favorite?”

Instead of answering, he shook his head and scanned all of his books. Then he shook his head again before he spoke.

I don’t have a favorite. I love all of them even if they make me sad or mad.