" Who'd you piss off to get the graveyard shift?" Aelin asked, wiping the sweat from her brow.
Fenrys snorted and ran a hand through his hair. "Would you believe I volunteered for it?"
She arched a brow. He shrugged, watching the field again, the mists still clinging to its farthest reaches. "I don't sleep well these days." He cut her a sidelong glance. "I don't suppose I'm the only one."
She picked at the blister on her right hand, hissing. "We could start a secret society—for people who don't sleep well."
"As long as Lorcan isn't invited, I'm in. "
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Fenrys snorted and ran a hand through his hair. "Would you believe I volunteered for it?"
She arched a brow. He shrugged, watching the field again, the mists still clinging to its farthest reaches. "I don't sleep well these days." He cut her a sidelong glance. "I don't suppose I'm the only one."
She picked at the blister on her right hand, hissing. "We could start a secret society—for people who don't sleep well."
"As long as Lorcan isn't invited, I'm in." style="width:100%;margin:20px 0;"/>