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“It doesn’t matter.She’s your sister, and you have the right to say whatever you want.”

“Don’t.Don’t apologise for the shit I say.”

“All right, you were an arsehole.”

“I wanted to come with you tonight.”

I can’t help but grin like an idiot.

“I always want to go where you go, and that’s not normal.And this is not just an obsession.”

“What is it, then?”

“Something worse.”

“Should I be worried?”

“Yes.”

Jamie reaches out with a trembling hand and gently touches my face, his eyes searching mine.

“You’re a tough guy, Doctor.”

“Me?Are you sure?”

“Fuck, yes.And… I like that.I like you.”

“I like you too.”

“You’re not a secret.I want that to be clear.I don’t want to hide you.”

“Okay.”

He rises from the door and draws me close, holding me tightly, his arms trembling with need.

“You don’t need to prove it to me right away…

“Shut up, Doctor,” he says with a smile, then kisses me in Chris and Ryan’s living room, in front of everyone.

“Ah, for fuck’s sake!”someone says, but I don’t care.My Captain is kissing me, and I wouldn’t stop this moment for anything — not even if a meteorite crashed into Chris’s living room right now.

Jamie pulls away and gently brushes my lower lip with his thumb.

“Right, pay up.Fifty euros,” my son says behind me.

I turn, confused.

“What dumb luck!”Ryan groans, reaching into his pocket.

“What the hell…?”

“Thanks, Dad.Well done.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I won, that’s what.”

“Did you make a bet?”