“I know the code if he hasn’t changed it, I just…” Wyatt blew out a breath. “Maybe Ishouldgo have a visit with him.”
Wyatt hadn’t gone to his father’s home for a holiday break in years. He rarely even went to see his mother, instead preferring to come hide out in the Palace with me. In fact, he may have spent more time withmymother, as inaccessible as she should’ve been, than he had with his own in recent years.
Which was…a little sad.
“Should I come along?” I drawled.
“Fuck no,” Wyatt snapped. “Are you trying to get someone killed?”
I flashed him a smile that was all teeth. “Maybe.”
Wyatt ran a hand down his face.
“If you go, I need that manifest.” I said, beginning to walk away. “I couldn’t find it last time I was there.”
“Sure, I’ll just add that to my list of bullshit,” Wyatt snapped.
Something occurred to me suddenly.
“Dick doesn’t know,” I said as a statement. “Dick doesn’t know about the uh…rumblies.”
Wyatt looked at me sharply. “No. No one knows except you.”
I looked back at the tide. How the hell had I never noticed it before? Unless…
“It’s stronger because you hooked up with Skye,” I said. “Holy shit.”
Wyatt winced. “That’s my theory. It’s just…” He strode away from me, fisting his hair. “It’s already so dangerous. What the hell happens when we connect officially? Am I going to destroy the core of the earth or something?!”
“God, you’re so dramatic.” I muttered. Also… “Wait a minute. Did you just saywhenwe connect officially?”
“Stop,” Wyatt said, looking panicked.
I beamed.
“You did. Youtotallyjust said that. Oh, my God. You’re going to pursue her.”
“No, I’m not.” Wyatt said sharply. “Knock it off.”
“Wyatt, this would be much easier for all of us if you’d just admit you want her. I watched you paw at her against your office door. It’s soobvious you want her.” I winced. My dick liked that memory a little too much. Also, being this close to Skye was fucking with my libido. I wanted to find her, and fast. The sooner I could apologize, the sooner I could get into her good graces, and then I’d be wrapped up in a soft little blanket in no time.
I almost rubbed my hands together at my scheme.
“Of course I want her!” Wyatt yelled suddenly. His voice echoed off the waves. My eyebrows hit my hairline. “You’ve seen her! She’s fucking…ugh!”
He kicked the sand and I almost,almostfucking laughed.
But then he would have punched the shit out of me, or let me get eaten by quicksand, so I held in my humor.
“She’sperfect,” I said. “You think she’s down for group activities?”
“Fuck you, Rafe.” Wyatt snarled. “Why the fuck do I even talk to you?”
“Question of the year,” I muttered.
“My father is a fucking psychopath who’s disowned me since the day we found out I wasn’t a Key,” Wyatt cried.
“He’s an idiot, Wyatt.He’snot a Key. Why would you be?” I said. God, we’d had this conversation so many times since we were kids. It was gettingsoold.
