THE NEW NORMAL~TATE'S POV~The smell of bacon woke me up.For a second, I panicked. I thought the apartment was on fire again. I sat up, checking my hands, but there were no glowing veins, no sparks, no white-hot plasma. Just regular skin.I let out a breath and flopped back onto the pillows. The bed was empty, but the sheets on both sides were rumpled.I climbed out of bed, threw on a robe, and padded out to the kitchen.It looked like a normal Sunday morning. Or, as normal as it gets when your boyfriends are apex predators living in an off-campus luxury apartment.Daxon was sitting at the island, shirtless, eating scrambled eggs straight out of the pan because he refused to dirty a plate. Mathias was standing by the stove, flipping pancakes. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, looking annoyingly awake."You're burning them," Daxon said with his mouth full."I am caramelizing them," Mathias corrected without looking back. "There is a difference. Also, use a fork, you animal.""Forks
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