"How's my favorite slayer?" Jacek asked on his way to the refrigerator.

"Good. You?" The moment he passed me, my eyes welled as I looked down at my lap, and I hoped Sawyer didn't notice.

"Fan-fucking-tastic," Jacek said cheerily.

When I'd blinked back my tears, I side-eyed Sawyer, who sat frowning into space and rubbing the side of his jaw. He looked bothered by something, but I didn't have a chance to ask what because Eddie wandered in.

His hair was still ...