Derek was a little startled at the sudden hug and rush of emotion, though he caught her and tentatively patted her back soothingly, still a tad bit stunned at the force of her gratitude but glad he could help and make someone feel so thankful.
She wanted to ask more, to know more, but she couldn’t stop yawning, either. She stumbled after them, trying to swallow a spate of yawns, up the stairs to Derek’s bedroom. There she paused, wondering how things would work out.
Derek and Isaac walked right in, both stripping down to their boxers and climbing into the bed. When Derek realized Summer wasn’t in there with them, he looked back to her and almost at the same time, Isaac and Derek held the covers down, an invitation. “You want the middle or an outside?” Isaac asked, rubbing his eyes. There was room in the middle and some on each side of the guys, and they’d all scoot and adjust once she was in too.
Her gaze flicked back and forth between them, a faint flush appearing on her cheeks. Carefully, she removed her pants, and climbed up from the foot of the bed between them. Very carefully not touching either of them, she squirmed her way under the covers and laid flat and still.