Fractured by N.O Darling

Chapter 0275

Josie’s POV **

Mason finally drifts off to sleep with a contented look on face. I slip out of the bed and look at him with a smile. He’s so handsome, especially when he is relaxed like this, I turn to creep out of the room when I realise the predicament I’m in. Mason destroyed my clothes, and although my molecular manipulation gift is good, it’s not that good. I have no idea which scraps of fabric go with each item of clothing.

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I pick up a pillow and hold it to my front, before creeping to the door and listening for any movement on the other side of it. I can hear people nearby, they’re in bedrooms, but that doesn’t mean they won’t come out before I can make it to my room safely.

It’s times like this that I wish I’d trained harder at porting myself, but it seems, no matter how many times I tried, I just couldn’t master it unless it was a place of great importance to me, like my childhood home.

“Theo,” I ask into the mind link.

“What’s up, Babe?” He responds.

“Are you busy?” I ask.

“Not really, I’m still watching Luke, watch a screen. Why?”

“I need you to bring me some clothes to the room Mace is sleeping in, bring him some too,” I say.

“Are you naked?” he asks.

have no clothes in

I hear him a few moments

is moving slowly across the large building. It’s the first time it has moved in hours. They might be taking Archie to Harper. I move closer to the screen, holding my breath as I wait, praying the alarm is about to

when my eyes land on Theo’s. He moves to my side, holding a bundle of clothes to his

he whispers and I nod.

for a few seconds before it comes

a bathroom break?” Theo says.

about to make a run for

I like this view better,” he says, his eyes roaming over my body appreciatively as he holds a bra out

it on before he hands me my panties, his eyes never leaving me whilst I dress as he slowly hands me each piece of clothing. Once I’m fully

just now noticing Mason is also

clothes on the chair in front of the

+25 BONUS

clothes on the floor down here?” he says, pointing

almost slap myself in the head. Of course, he does. He was wearing nothing but his shorts when I came in

for those, sorry for wasting your time,”

not a waste of time, I’m always happy to help, especially if you

close the laptop so it doesn’t wake

meets the keyboard, the alarm begins to blare, and I curse as the laptop shuts off. I open screen back up quickly to be met

ask in a

the

up behind me as I type in Harper’s date of birth, and we