MARIA POV
I freeze in the doorway, my breath catching in my throat. The sight before me is... I don't know what it is. Bizarre? Amusing? Maybe even a little cute, but mostly confusing. Henry and Dax are sprawled across *my* bed, tangled up in each other like they belong there, peacefully asleep like they didn’t turn my life upside down.
At first, I can't even tell who's who. Between the dim light filtering in through the curtains and the fact that they’re practically identical in height, build, and all that damn muscle, they’re just one giant lump of limbs and messy hair. One of them is lying flat on his back, his chest rising and falling steadily, while the other one is draped over him, using his brother as a pillow. If I squint, I can almost make out a glint of drool at the corner of o
