"Daddy!" Will yelled as he ran over; Micah leaned down and picked him up, cradling his head to his shoulder. "Daddy, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I swear."
"So, Micah. Before you ran and had your heat, you were saying something about us," Jem said as he pointed between him and Grey. “Can we, like, know now? Before you go, so we don’t have to wait for ages?”
"Oh, yes, right,” Micah said, frowning.
Alexander stared at him, a little worried. Micah’s eyes were glazed over, and he had this distant look on his face, and all he wanted to do was take Micah home so that he could rest.
“Leave him alone,” Alexander said, clearing his throat as he stepped forward. “He can explain when he’s feeling better. For now, you two can’t fuck.”
"No, he said something about not swapping liquids, and we're wa
