Chapter 2609 A Broken Horny Home:>Ep9

The quiet of the Labine home startled me into a wakefulness like I had just drank a pot of coffee. I knew that home could be quiet -- I'd stayed there so often I could navigate my way to the bathroom and kitchen in complete darkness -- but this was new and different. Weighted, somehow. Anticipatory. Waking up under Brandon's blankets was unusual, but not so alien as that silence. My own bedding was fine, but Brandon's sheets and blankets were ungodly comfortable, cool beneath, warm above. I felt as rested as I ever had, despite a night of wandering dreams. I breathed deep the familiar clean and crisp smell of Deana's preferred laundry soap, and I felt... okay.