Elijah
When I climbed up the rickety steps into the camper trailer, I saw that Harley had taken it upon herself to change our sleeping arrangements. I kinda expected her to crash with Tony, so I was a little surprised when I found her on my bottom bunk. Tony had crashed face down on the couch without even pulling out the mattress. Jeremy was still futzing with the table. I looked at Mayah before we went to the big bed, just to make sure. “You cool with this?”
“Yeah,” she nodded, but she had that absent, distracted look again.
This time we deliberately got into bed together. It might have been awkward if we weren’t so damn tired. And well, having the knowledge that we’d been together for an untold number of previous lifetimes kinda took away the edge. She came out of the bathroom wearing
