We both remained quiet for a few minutes, Braxton returning to his book while I looked at the different magic circles on the off-white pages. My eyes were too tired to concentrate on the text, but the magic circles were easy for me to read and understand how to create them.
Maybe I understood them because of my extensive knowledge of magic and spell casting that I had obtained during my youth thanks to the large number of books in my parents’ study.
I was dozing off when I had a thought.
"Where are Nixon and Logan?" I asked.
"They're asleep in the bunk bed,” Braxton replied quietly .
"Ah. Nixon's sleeping in my bed?” I asked, realizing we were clearly resting in Nixon's since Logan and I shared the bunk bed, even though we normally both slept in the top bunk.
"Nope."
I opened one eye, looking up to give him an inquisitive look. "Nope?"
"They're in the bottom bunk,” he answered with a grin.
"They? As in Nixon and Logan are in the same bed? Please don't tell me Nixon's cuddling Logan," I sighed, taking a moment to imagine them in the same bed: Nixon's long red locks messily spread across his back with a few strands resting on his chest while his arms were around Logan who normally slept on his back with an arm resting above his head.
"Definitely cuddling. Alice is on Logan's chest," Braxton revealed.
"Interesting..." I replied, attempting to raise my head to take a peak but yawned instead and decided to rest my head back down. Braxton's hand went through my hair, calming me to the point I almost forgot what I wanted to do.
"Don't worry. I took pictures from every angle,” he reassured me.
"Insurance?" I asked.
"Nah. I just want to tease Logan," Braxton confessed, sounding amused.
"Everyone loves to tease Logan," I pointed out, closing my eyes.
"It's fun because he gets frustrated so easily," Braxton replied. "But he's a good person."
"How do you know?" I inquired.
"My gut tells me so. He also loves you dearly," Braxton pointed out.
"Hmm. You’re not the first to remind me," I mumbled with a smile. "Do you think he and Nixon will get along one day?"
"It may look like Logan and Nixon hate one another, but to me, I can tell it’s rather the opposite. They respect each other, even though Nixon antagonizes him and Logan makes a fuss over it."
"I don't get how you see any of that."
I just didn’t picture their relationship like that.
Braxton's hand brushed against my cheek, prompting me to open my heavy eyelids and glanced up to meet his gaze.
"Trust me. It's male intuition,” he declared confidently .
I rolled my eyes.
"Male intuition my ass."
I saw no difference with Nixon and Logan's interactions when I was Jinn.
Braxton laughed softly and closed his book, placing it on the nightstand.
Then he removed his glasses and set them on top of the book.