Sleet Princess (Sleet #4)

120. Luke

Luke

Tonight was… more.

It felt different.

And as much as my cousin is an annoying dumbass, he’s right.

I need to talk to Natalie.

But when I pull the bathroom door open, the condo is dark, with just my bedside lamp on.

Natalie’s dark hair is the only part of her I can see. Her body is outlined under the covers, facing away from me, still with sleep.

We’ll talk tomorrow.