Chapter 138

Bronx’s POV

I look up from my book when Leni tries to adjust her position in her sleep. I kneel by the side of the bed to check on her.

“Hey, Leni.” I whisper. Part of me hopes she wakes up. Part of me wants her to get as much sleep as possible. “You feel okay?”

She groans with a whine and squints her eyes open. “Where’s Milo?”

“He was pacing a hole in the floor. I didn’t want him to wake you up, so I sent him to the living room. Last I checked, he burned through the nervous energy. He’s finally taking a nap.”

“Oh.” She snuggles down into the pillow. “Thank you for helping while I’m on bed rest.”

“Pshh. Please.” I sit on the bed next to her. “I’m your big brother. It’s like my job to make sure you’re good.”

She moves from the pillow to rest her head on my leg instead. It reminds me of when we were little. She would come to my room when she was scared of monsters in her closet and I would sit up and read books until she fell asleep.

“How do you feel?” I tug her ponytail when she