Kinsley’s POV

My head is still weary after enduring such a brutal fever, but I finally feel steady enough to get out of bed. Terron hasn’t slept much after tending to me at all hours, so I half expect him to be taking a nap on the couch when I make it to the living room.

To my surprise, Terron is flipping pancakes on the stovetop in the kitchen, and Lucas is sitting out on the chilly porch with a cup of coffee. The rain has stalled for now but the grass is still dewy and the ...