LILITH

At my question, Dean raised a brow, the corners of his lips tugging upwards in amusement.

“Leave? Where would I go?” His tone was light and teasing.

Heat rushed to my cheeks. I realized I’d jumped to conclusions far too quickly. “I just thought… never mind.”

He walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, studying me. “You sound… relieved. Let me guess—you thought I slipped out without a word while you were still asleep?”

Having my thoughts exposed, my face twisted into a scowl. “You’re overthinking it. That never crossed my mind.”

Dean chuckled, shaking his head with a glint of fondness in his eyes.

“Then...