A Little Light Reading Before Bed
An R.L. Mathewson Chronicle
“Did you wait for me?”
“Yes, of course,” Zoe mumbled, barely paying attention to Trevor as she turned the page, eager for more.
“Little liar,” Trevor teased with a chuckle as he settled on the bed next to her. “Go back,” he said, folding one arm behind his head as she grumbled and pouted a bit, but in the end she did as he’d asked. He’d held up his end of the bargain, so she didn’t really have much of a choice in the matter.