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“Exactly,” Killian agreed. “Mav’s minding his own business, lying on his bunk reading, and Dean just grabs the book and tries to flush it down the toilet.”
I snorted. “That must have been something. Not only wouldn’t that work, but Maverick must have tried to kill his brother.” I removed my napkin from my lap to place it on the table.
“Maverick hung Dean out the door of the bus by his ankles for about five miles. I thought Dean was going to piss himself.”
I laughed until my stomach hurt. “They really don’t like one another, huh?”
“They used to. It’s just Mav being Mav.” Killian reached for his phone. “Sorry, I should probably head out. It’s getting late.”
Mom stood up. “So, no dessert for you? I made apple pie.” She wasn’t used to having such an empty house, so I knew having Killian here was making her happy. Probably more than my lazy ass.
“My fiancé is waiting for me.” Killian looked like he had hearts in his eyes when he said that, and my own stomach sank.
Mom nodded. “You could take a couple of pieces home. For the two of you.” She started gathering the empty plates.
“Holt is staying with them. Make it three,” I grumbled.
Killian turned to look at me with something in his blue eyes I couldn’t read. “You could come visit any time you want. We’re practically neighbors.” His brows dipped. “I like you, man, I do.” He waited until Mom left the room. “You look miserable, and I’m not going to talk about anything Holt told me or tell him what you said. When you’re ready, come by. I’ll give you my number.”
“Maybe.” I suddenly felt exhausted and knew it was only a matter of time before my body passed out.
“Just make sure you shower first, though.” Killian chuckled, and I flipped him the bird.
Once Killian had said goodbyes, and we had exchanged numbers, I took a long shower before I climbed into my empty bed. I had left my phone because I didn’t want to be tempted to text Holt or look at the pictures of him. I missed him. So. Fucking. Much.
Watson: Killian’s bringing pie back from Mom. If he hasn’t already given it to you.
Holt: Yeah, I’m in bed with earbuds in. I didn’t need to hear them when Kill got home. They go at it all the time. I learned really quick to block that out. Apple?
Watson: God, that’s embarrassing. Of course it’s apple. I know it’s your favorite.
Fuck, I miss you. Do you miss me? I deleted, retyped, and then deleted those words as I watched the bubbles on his message.
Holt: I think Killian figured it out the first time, but Matthias doesn’t care.
Holt: Thanks for thinking of me.
Watson: Of course. You’re welcome.
Holt: How are you feeling?
Like shit. Like the biggest asshole in the world. You lied to me. If you loved me so damn much, why couldn’t you have just told me the truth? But I didn’t say that.
Watson: I’m still tired, but at least I’m not sleeping twenty hours a day anymore.
Holt: I’ll let you rest. Goodnight, Watson.
Watson: Goodnight, H.
