Chapter Eighteen
“Stay here,” Colt said to Robbie as he zipped up his pants. “It’s almost daybreak.”
Robbie, now on his feet and buttoning his shirt, turned to him and said, “I’m going with you.”
“Baby, no. Please, it’s too dangerous. Believe me, the first time you even try to face sunlight, it feels like you’re being burned alive.” Colt grabbed hold of him and pulled him in for a kiss. “Just get in bed and get some sleep, and I promise I’ll be back by the time you wake up.”
Robbie had a really bad feeling about this, but he didn’t want to argue with Colt.
He knew he was right about the sun, though. Robbie still had a very low tolerance for any form of daylight. He’d start to feel uncomfortable in the early hours of dawn, even before the sun actually crested the horizon.
“Why
