Comfortably Mine

KELLAN’S POV

By Saturday morning, I felt human again.

No fever. No migraine splitting my skull in half. Just a slight weakness that reminded me Winslow would never let me hear the end of it if I pushed too hard too soon.

Piper, on the other hand, had hovered like I was made of glass for three straight days. It was adorable. And slightly suffocating. But mostly adorable.

I leaned against the bedroo