The Body Farm: CH. 4

CHAPTER FOUR: BONERS AND COMMITMENTS

MORNING BROKE SLOW and humid, sunlight sneaking past the blinds. The dorm was quiet, the kind of hush that comes when everyone knows the end is near but no one wants to say it. I woke before Forbes, the memory of his arms around me still pressed into my skin like a half-remembered dream.

I lay there for a moment, watching the ceiling fan turn shadows across the plaster. The air tasted different—lighter, maybe. Or maybe it was just me.

Continue reading with full access to The House of Thorne.

UNLOCK FULL ACCESS