Tuesday night

Dinner ends in a blur of heightened senses. Chad retreats to the living room to watch the news, his "truce" still holding but his presence acting as a dampener on the energy.

Alexis has fled to the guest room, her face flushed and her gait unsteady. She is currently lying on her bed, her hand between her legs, **** to finish what you started at the table.

Tyler is back in his room, the blue light of his monitors reflecting in his eyes as he begins the Great Recode. He’s feeling a dark, steady focus. He’s no longer the awkward kid; he’s the builder.

Cherie is in the kitchen, slowly loading the dishwasher. She keeps looking at the reflection in the dark window, searching for a masculine shadow.