Morgan considered what she said. Her point was simple enough but the voices inside of him focused on the other point she expected him to hear. The one she didn’t say.
“You mean it’s the person that allows the collapse?” Morgan grumbled.
“It’s not really an allowance,” she said. “It's more like a hostile takeover.”
“That sounds more like you agree that I’m crazy,” he countered.
“Ugh! Morgan,” she growled and flopped back on her back.
Morgan watched her decide whether or not she loved it. Liia rolled to a shoulder and back to the other. She rubbed her face against his pillow and ruffled the blankets here and there before she sat back up.
“What?” Morgan questioned. It was stopped immediately as she pulled him down beside her.
“If I’m going to enjoy this,” she said, situating herse
