I need to snap out of it. I need a distraction. So I pinch Reed…hard. Enough to make him stop talking and say, “Ow,” just as Jace comes into the kitchen. Reed’s still facing me, amused as he mouths, you’re going to pay for that, blocking my view as Jace starts talking. “Jesus, mornings are evil. And especially apocalyptic when my head is pounding. Fuck, I slept like shit. Where’s the Tylenol?” The cabinet across from Reed opens and closes as Jace gets what he needs. He still hasn’t noticed I’m here yet, tucked between the counter and Reed’s massive frame. I thought my heart was beating fast
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