Lailah is Leaving?

Abaddon woke up to the cool feeling of ice pressed against his forehead.

He slowly opened his eyes and found Sif sitting above him, holding her palm to his skin.

"Feeling better, my dumbass husband?"

Abaddon didn't know if he should wince from the insult or the soreness ravaging his body.

He sat up and realized that several unkind, albeit beautiful faces, were staring at him from the foot of the bed.

Valerie's glare was particularly ugly as she kissed her prized elbow threateningly.

...He couldn't explain why he found that gesture so hot.

"Girls, I swear-"

Audrina: "Nope."

"I just need-"

Eris: "Nuh-uh."

"Would one of you just listen to me for two secon-"

Erica: "We already know everything that you want to say."

Abaddon sighed in frustration. "I appreciate your concern, but I still feel it would be best if-"

Lailah lifted up her night dress and stepped up on top of the bed.