closer, wrapping one arm—and part of the cape—around him so they could share. Tam snorted. “Guess we have to score one for Keephie.” Grady’s sigh had a whole lot of groan mixed in. “Wait.” Kesler glanced at Dex, who was shaking his head at his dad—hard. “Does that mean—” Juline elbowed him before he could finish the question.
