GRAPHITE ANDERSON
{Hello darlings! Just wanted to let you know a spicy scene is incoming!}
Graph wasn't surprised when she found the kitchen within two minutes of exploring the panic room.
Well, it was more like a panic apartment with two bedrooms, a living area, a fully stocked kitchen, and a tech room filled with enough gadgets to make sure their clients stayed entertained.
And to keep them safe, there was a whole room dedicated to the latest weaponry.
Graph sensed her nervousness as she opened drawers and cabinets. She began taking things out, and then paused. "Do you mind? Baking will help take my mind off everything."
"You taking requests?"
She laughed. "Let me guess … honey cinnamon rolls?"
It was difficult to keep his bear from rumbling. He smacked his lips. "Hell, yeah."
"If I can find all the ingredients. While I'm doing this," she said, rummaging through the pantry and the fridge, "tell me why you and your brother think shifters are real."
"I could show you."
