Charis
Rhett turned back and went to the living area, accepting the cup of coffee Kael was offering him. He dropped onto the couch with a big sigh and started sipping it.
As both of them chose to ignore me, I went to sit on the other bed, which had my things at the foot, waiting for them to finish. Rhett was the first person to finish. He took the mug to the sink, rinsed it and came to where I sat.
His eyes looked more focused. The coffee must have sobered him up.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
"Ready for what?"
"Your room. You said you didn't have one. I told you, remember? I have an extra bedroom in my quarters, and you mentioned you'd consider it. You've had enough time."
My eyes widened as the memory came flooding back. Earlier that day, before the induction, I'd poured my heart out to Rhett about Kael's behaviour to me that morning and expressed a strong interest in leaving his room if I had another choice.
