Everette’s breathing evened out, his hand still curled loosely on top of Levi’s. Levi stayed until he was sure—until the faintest hint of a snore escaped him. Only then did he carefully slide his hand free.
He glanced at Leon. "Stay with him."
Leon nodded without a word, shifting his chair a little closer to the bed, his expression unreadable. God he owed him a long explanation. But he was more than glad that the other male was here.
Levi stood, gave Everette one last look, then jerked his head at Bryson. "Outside. We need to talk."
Bryson hesitated for only a second before following him out into the hallway. Levi closed the door firmly behind them.
The second the latch clicked, Levi’s voice was low and sharp. "Why?"
Bryson blinked. "Why what?"
