Ebony's POV

"Thanks, Ebony," Alissa said as I placed some homemade Lasagna in front of her. We were on her floor, and I had decided to spend the night with her. I didn't want to leave her alone after she was shot. I could tell she was happy when I suggested having a girl's night. My phone beeped, and I took it out of my pocket to see Keith had messaged me.

"I miss you," Keith texted and then mind-linked me.

"I miss you too," I linked back.

"Do you really have to spend the night with Alissa ...