** Paige’s POV **
After hours of tossing and turning, I gave up trying to sleep. I’m not sure how I knew, but some strange instinct told me I’d find Callen and Ryder downstairs.
At the bottom of the steps, I turn to my left. The doorway to the living room is open, and I move to stand in the doorway, hesitating when I see them both there.
What am I doing?
This is such a bad idea, but if I can’t sleep, then I may as well spend the time getting more answers.
“Couldn’t sleep?” Ryder asks, and I shake my head.
“Too many thoughts. Too much change,” I say, cutting myself off before I launch into a full ramble, explaining why I can’t sleep even though I’m exhausted.
I move further into the room and sit on the floor, leaning against the couch. I’m so close to both brothers, just the slightes
