Rewinding My Reaper Boyfriend
Cale whispered, smiling faintly.
"Skills," Elion agreed, laughing through his tears.
They stumbled out onto the roof.
There was a small glass structure in the center. Mrs. Higgins' tomato hothouse.
Elion dragged Cale inside.
The air was warm. Humid. It smelled of earth and tomato vines.
"Warm," Cale gasped, sliding to the floor.
"Yes," Elion said, collapsing next to him. "Warm."
They lay on the floor of the greenhouse, surrounded by plants. The city noise was distant below them.