Steven leaves first. Then Archer, with Beau behind. Beau winks at me as he passes. I ignore him, feeling too emotionally raw to interpret whatever he thinks is about to happen here.
I highly, highly doubt that Neil feels up for any kind of s****l intimacy.
Once Beau’s out the door, he closes it behind him.
Then, all at once, Neil slumps. I rush forward and catch him, wrapping my arms around his waist.
“I’m fine,” he grumbles, but that’s total bullshit because he’s basically dead weight in my arms.
“Come on,” I say, and start guiding him toward the bed. He’s really heavy. I need his help to drag him over there. Not for the first time, I really wish I had a wolf so I would be stronger.
When we get him to the bed, he collapses onto it. I help him lift his legs to get up onto the mattres
