Chapter 272

My arms snaked around his neck and my world fell away under the taste of him, like every bad thing had been erased, like it was just us, forever.

There was a knock on the door.

"Hello?" Baruch called out.

Ro mimed shooting himself in the head. "To be continued. Coming, man."

Ro let Baruch in while I posted some more smug bullshit. Come and get me, Tia.

"Greetings and salutations, Tree Trunk. Whoa. You look terrible." I'd never seen him with bags under his eyes, a stoop to his shoulders, and smelling a bit rank in clothes he'd obviously slept in. At least they weren't the same ones he'd fought Ethan in.

"This is the first time I've left the chapter since the attack," he said.

Ro arranged for a late supper, which Baruch gratefully accepted. He unwrapped the foil from the plate Billie had brought him, thanking her for the steak and potatoes and picked up his knife, sawing away at the slab of meat.

"Witches. Tell me everything you know about them."