Chapter 148

Simon POV Charlie’s voice came through the link just as I was settling back against the pillows. Simon, I need you. Now. I glanced down at Aisha. She was still asleep, her hair spilled across my chest like a warm, silken weight. The steady rise and fall of her breathing was dangerous. It made me want to stay right here until the sun burned itself out. Whatever it is, I sent back, it can wait. It can’t, Charlie’s voice was taut, almost sharp. I am asking you as your friend come down to the clearing. I smirked at the ceiling. “You’re not my friend when I’m in bed.” Out loud this time, Aisha murmured, “Mhm… stay,” and curled closer, her leg hooking over mine in a way that made my wolf growl possessively. Charlie’s frustration flared through the link. Simon, I’m serious. This is about Noelle. That got my attention a little. “She’s fine. She’s probably working herself to death in the hospital, but fine.” I’m proposing tonight. The words tumbled out fast, like he’d been holding them back too