~Sky~
I slipped out early that morning while Dan was still snoring in our shared bed, his arm flung over where I'd been, scent all heavy with that pine crap that stuck to everything now, and I texted him some bullshit about running errands for the wedding, because god forbid he sniff out where I was really going.
The base was just this ordinary house on the edge of town, nothing special, white picket fence and all that suburbia vibe to blend in, and Jay lived there full-time, keeping watch like the paranoid alpha he was. I parked a block away, walked the rest, heart thumping not from fear but from the guilt of ditching the team for weeks, and knocked the code, two quick, one slow and Jay yanked the door open, eyes narrowing, "Sky, about fucking time, get in before someone sees your famous ass."
I shoved past him, rolling my eyes, "Famous? Please, it's Dan's wedding going viral, not mine, and hey, nice to see you too, missed your grumpy face."
