Once all their bags were inside, he practically ran to the other side and frowned because he tried opening the door, and that s**t was not moving at all.
"How do we-" Jem didn't get to finish his sentence because Grey came up behind him.
He felt his chest on his back, and he didn't mind as he leaned into him a little. He pulled the handle all the way up. He was afraid he was going to break it. But when he focused on his hands, he had his claws out, and he heard a click and the handle retracted in on itself, and a button appeared.
"Do the honours, love," he whispered.
His breath hit Jem’s ears as he snaked his hands around his waist. Jem was weak in the knees. He heard a click as he pressed the red button, and the door slid to the side, revealing the interior.
"This looks like a norm
