He caught her cheek in his palm and kissed her again, softer this time, lingering until her fingers curled into his hair. When he finally pulled away, he brushed his nose against hers.
It took Theo another thirty minutes to convince herself to leave the bed, for every time she tried, one of the boys found a reason to pull her back.
Sylas wanted another kiss, and Zeke did too.
Sylas thought her hair needed a little fixing, while Zeke disagreed and insisted that her hair looked perfect.
Sylas pointed out that Zeke was hardly an authority on personal grooming, considering he looked like he'd been dragged through the forest backwards, while Zeke informed his elder brother that at least he didn't dress like a funeral director.
Theo laughed so hard she fell against Sylas's chest, which, naturally, resulted in both men kissing her again.
Honestly, she was beginning to suspect they were doing it on purpose.
