Page 353 of Ruthless Court

In his bedroom.

The comfortable warmth I’ve been floating inside develops edges.

Kane collects empty glasses from the coffee table without looking at me.

Maybe he feels it too.

Good.

I refuse to be the only person having a minor internal emergency.

Noah appears again carrying his phone charger.

“Night, Bookworm.”

“Night.”

“Don’t let Haverhill talk in his sleep.”

Kane looks over. “I don’t talk in my sleep.”

Eli calls from somewhere down the hallway.

“You absolutely do.”

“What do I say?”

“No idea. I put headphones on.”

I laugh.

That helps.

A little.

I stand.

Every guy still within hearing distance looks toward me.

Apparently my movement has become an event.

Fine.

Take the bull by the horns.

“Good night, gentlemen.”

Noah stops.

I point toward the hallway.

“And try not to be too loud when you leave in the morning. Some of us are sleeping in.”

His eyebrows climb.

Jalen slowly grins.

“Some of us?”