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Chapter Twenty-One
Holt
I shouldn’t have come to this party. I also shouldn’t have let Mason convince me I needed to talk to Watson about things, maybe even tell him the truth about us, and I certainly shouldn’t have let Watson kiss me on the front lawn like that. One damn kiss was all it took for me to turn into a bumbling idiot for him again. Moron, stupid, dumb—
I turned around, only to smack right into a giant wall of muscle. He had a mass of messy chocolate curls on his head, a perfect jawline, and I might have been interested if I wasn’t hopelessly in love with my stepbrother. When I met his blue eyes, his brows went up and automatically I took a step back. Iknewthis guy, only I didn’t, and when he raised his chin in a greeting, I let my eyes move over his tattooed arms and hands before I met his cold gaze again. Yikes, this guy looked like a lot of fun. Not my type at all. No thank you.
“Get a good look?” he grunted.
“I wasn’t... I’m not... Shit.”
He broke into an easy smile, and it was hard not to notice the dimples that appeared in his cheeks. “Relax, man, I’m just fucking with you.” He shook his head before he stuck out his hand. “Killian Hampton.”
My jaw dropped. “No way.” I managed to shake his hand despite the nerves in my stomach. “What are you doing here?” The lead singer of the biggest rock band in the world, Mulligan Downtown, was standing in Rand Shepard’s backyard?
“Just moved to town with”—Killian glanced around for a second—“my fiancé, who seems to have disappeared on me.” He leaned back. “I lost him. You know, he’s a quiet one, but I think he likes it here. Might have made more friends than me already.”
Holy shit. I had forgotten that Killian had come out as gay recently, or wait, I think he might be bi.
“You’re engaged.” Good job, Holt. You’re talking to a multi-Grammy winner and that’s what you come up with? Smooth.
“I am, sorry, I’m very Matthias-sexual.” He grinned.
“No, I mean, shit. I’m gay. I mean, damn, I can’t even talk right now.” I could feel my ears burning with embarrassment. My hand instantly started rubbing at the ring hanging against my sternum.
Killian chuckled softly. “I see.” He folded his thick arms over his chest. “Boyfriend?”
“Uh, it’s complicated.”
“Sorry, that’s none of my business.”
Just at that exact moment, a sandy-haired man who looked about my age walked up to Killian and slipped an arm around his waist. This must be the infamous Matthias. Also incredibly cute.
“Babe, I made a new friend. You should be proud of me.” Killian pressed a kiss to the side of Matthias’s head. “Although I didn’t catch your name,” he admitted.
Matthias rolled his eyes. “Nice, Kill.” He shook his head. “Matthias Fuller.” This time when he stuck out his hand, I was a little less star struck.
“Holt Walker.”
Killian snapped his fingers at me. “You’re Watts’s brother!” He pulled his fiancé closer, like he was afraid someone might try to steal him away at any moment.
“Stepbrother, but yeah, that’s me.” I nodded.
“What’s that like?” Killian asked. “Wait, didn’t he just come out recently?” He tilted his head. “Did you have a hand in that since you’re gay and all?”
Matthias elbowed him. “Kill, manners,” he hissed.
“It’s fine. I’ve been out for a long time,” I clarified as my eyes darted around the backyard, knowing at any moment Watson was going to come find me after I left him the way I did. I spotted him in what looked like a heated conversation with Brooklyn Shepard.
Killian snickered. “She’ssomuch fun. Hope Watts can handle her,” he muttered.
