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WINNOW

D espite the fact that all logic would tell me it’s fucking weird to share a bed with a man I’ve known for barely two days—even if we aren’t doing anything in it, it feels so…

right. It feels natural. I’ve only very rarely shared a bed with someone for more than just sex.

Rarely have I allowed anyone to actually stay in my bed.

And yet, curled up beside Gideon, with Trigger at our feet, as his sonorous voice curls around me like a warm blanket… That feeling of having never felt so at home before returns to me, and what I’ve begun to suspect is the soulbound tether gives a pulse of acknowledgement.

Sacred fuck, should I be thanking Violette?