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I took them, knowing they wouldn’t fit but wanting to wear something of his. He avoided looking at me as he moved to the other side of the bed, pulled back the covers, and climbed onto the mattress.
“Am I sleeping with you?”
“If you still want to.”
I practically jumped onto the bed, and the sound of Holt laughing made my stomach flutter happily.
“Can I cuddle with you?” I murmured as he flipped off the light. “Or are you not... Oh, I guess that answers that question.” Holt had already curled himself around me.
Yeah, I kind of liked this way more than I should.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Holt
I stumbled from my bedroom the next morning, leaving Watson tangled in the blankets to start the coffee machine, only to find numerous text messages from my father. Maybe I should have stayed in bed because all this was doing was maybe my blood pressure skyrocket to dangerous levels. None of this was his business.
Dad: Did Watson stay with you last night?
Dad: Do you think that’s the best idea? He isn’t exactly in the right state of mind. Did you tell him?
I gritted my teeth as I finished off my coffee and placed the empty cup in the sink. I think our parents were getting a divorce, or at least a legal separation. What happened between Watson and me had really screwed things up between them. Or at least it did my father.
Holt: Yes, he stayed here. Yes, it was a good idea. He’s still my brother, even if his brain isn’t working properly. Stop treating him with kid gloves for once.
Dad: Did you tell him? You know what that could do to his recovery.
Holt: I know what it might do to you.
I flung my phone onto the counter before I thought about it and hoped I didn’t crack the screen again.
“Yikes, who are you fighting with so early in the morning?” Watson grinned at me from the hallway before his face grew dark. “Is that Matthias?”
“Are you jealous?”
“What if I am?”
