They slept together until the beeping of an incoming transmission came through. Leander heard it first, too accustomed to waking at random noises, and kissed Eryx on the cheek.
“Wake up,” he said.
Eryx groaned, rolled over.
“Wake up or I’ll answer your call for you…”
“Screw you,” said Eryx, but he got up and put through the transmission. “Yeah?”
“Now you sound angry.”
“You woke me up, Cassandra.” Eryx yawned.
“You said you’d check in before bed.”
“Consider this a check-in, then,” said Eryx, and disconnected.
Cassandra did not try to reestablish communication. Eryx made his way back to bed and turned off the lights, Leander gladly pulling him close. If they had been sleeping tensely together last night, tonight was nothing like that. They’d spent most of the night holding each othe
