Her anger always felt like lightning along his skin, either a soft buzz or sharper prickling depending on how angry she was. He could feel her bank the rage, just as he had, and kissed her shoulder.
At least the fight with Raksha was resolved. It was easier to deal with Tom's bullshit when he could count on Andi and his twin. Knowing they were so fiercely protective of him gave him something to hold onto when Tom was in his face. He hated to worry either of them, but he refused to keep it from Andi. Raksha...he couldn't have kept it from no matter how hard he'd tried.
Pushing those thoughts away, he rested his forehead against her shoulder, just breathing in her scent. Bits and pieces of song lyrics drifted through his thoughts.