Yesterday had been weird.

After my talk with Lucian, we'd watched movies, stuffed ourselves with snacks, and built another snowman in the fake snow. Mateo had been gone the entire day.

When I finally called him, he only replied with a short text:

*On an errand with Dad. Be back soon.*

He didn't come back until late. I fell asleep waiting.

But now...

Warm fingers traced down my spine. I smiled sleepily and rolled over, draping half my body on top of his. His chest was solid and warm under my palm. I traced the intricate tattoos there, feeling the steady thump of his heart.

Without warning, Mateo's arm tightened...