Epilogue
Sam’s nerves were jangling so hard he worried they’d bounce right out of his body. He stood in the corner and watched the trainees file in. Most of them were already paired off. Dom stood at his side, the picture of calm, and Avery Wagner was at the front of the room. He would kick things off.
Turn around.
Surprised, Sam did, and grinned when he saw Michael a few feet behind him. He made his way over and reached out to quickly squeeze Michael’s hand. He was so happy to see Michael his heart nearly burst, which was kind of gross imagery. He chuckled and leaned in.
“Hey,” he murmured.
“Your anxiety was so loud, it was calling to me downstairs.”
Sam’s eyebrows shot up. “Really?”
“No, not really.” Michael grinned, and Sam smacked him hard on the shoulder. Of course Michael was
