Chapter 7
Zephyr
Zephyr was going to tell Honey "I told you so" when he got the chance. He saw those blue eyes he loved so much. "I told you so," he said. Her eyes turned to daggers.
Much later, his wife was smiling again. The group was back in the dorm room. Honey's warmth was whispering to Zephyr's eyes, telling them close.
"Hey, sleepyhead, go to sleep." Zephyr grumbled in response. He squeezed her. The blonde's hand rubbed his back, ruffling his t-shirt. "They asked a lot of questions today, didn't they?"
"Don't treat me like your little bros," he grumbled.
Honey chuckled. "Sorry, I miss 'em."
"Yeah, I know." He kissed her forehead. Then, he was dreaming of the cornfields back home and playing hide-and-seek with a Honey that was ten years younger. She laughed. He laughed. His heart ached.
