Page 102 of Crave Me

“You were… shot?”

“I’m wearing Kevlar. It’s all fine, lovely. Rest like Asher said. I’m right here.”

I felt something being draped over me. Warmth.

“All right,” I murmured, as I closed my eyes.

Not moments later, sleep dragged me under.

Softness surrounded me.

Sheets? A mattress?

I was in a bed?

I tried to open my eyes, but they were just too heavy.

That weariness was pulling at me all too quickly.

I’d woken up too early.

Or had somebody woken me up?

That had kept happening before. Again and again.

I couldn’t remember the last time I’d gotten a full night’s sleep.

“Elijah,” I murmured. “Let me sleep… just for a little while… I can’t… just let me sleep.”

“It’s Bastian. Sleep as much as you want, Cal. Take your rest.”

I started at the sound of his soothing familiar voice. “Bastian?”

“That’s right, brother.”

“Okay.”

It was the last thing I remembered before I fell asleep again.

Soft light filtered in and a familiar minty cologne filled my senses.

“Caspian?” I croaked, my voice so dry.

“It’s Skylar.”

“Skylar?”

“Yeah. You’re in Caspian’s room, though.”

I shifted in the bed and opened one eye to see her soft features and that striking blue and silver hair. “Missed you.”

A beautiful smile spread over her face and her eyes lit up. “I missed you too. So much.”

She went to reach out to me, but then pulled up short for some reason.

I shut my eye again and sank back down onto the soft pillow. “What time is it?”

“About one in the morning.”

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