“Starting to get a little jealous, here,” Carter said, hand curled over Aiden’s shoulder.
They were disgustingly cute. I loved them both with all my heart, but if I hadn’t, I wasn’t sure I could’ve handled it.
Morgan hovered a studied six inches away from Devin, looking for all the world like he was dying to reach out and touch. Devin made a face at me, oblivious.
“Oh, you should be,” Aiden said. “Felixproposedto Kieran.”
“We were six!” I said.
“Yeah, but you’ve still got the ring,” Devin pointed out.
“You called me Felix by accident once,” Carter pointed out. That was true, but it’d been just as we were getting close, just a few months after we moved here.
Missing Felix had hurt like there was a huge hole in my chest back then.
“You say it like he called out the wrong name in the middle of sex,” Morgan said.
“It was worse than that,” Carter confirmed. “Like, having been on the receiving end of both…”
Devin snorted. “So whatdidAiden call you?”
“Hey,” Aiden objected, shoving Devin.
Laughter broke out as Devin shoved back, sticking his tongue out at Aiden as Carter shushed him, pulling him away from the fight and Morgan hovered, waiting to leap to Devin’s defense.
He came here as Aiden’s friend, in theory, but I knew heactuallycame for Devin. I’d seen the way he looked at him.
Shame Devin hadn’t picked up on it yet and Morgan was too afraid to say anything.
“You two—” I said, and then cut myself off as I heard a car pull up.
“He’s here,” I hissed, turning on all of them hovering by the door. “Go sit down or something, you’ll freak him out if you’re all standing there staring.”
Aside from a few raised eyebrows, no one objected to being dismissed all of a sudden.
I paced the length of the hall one last time, then checked my hair in the mirror by the door, then wondered why the hell I waschecking my hair.
Felix wasn’t coming to see my hair. He was coming to see everyone here. Even the people he didn’t know.
What if he didn’t like them?
What if they didn’t likehim?
Shit. Maybe this was a terrible idea. Why hadn’t I thought of this before?
The doorbell made me jump.
Dammit. Too late to worry about any of that now, Felix was standing right outside the door.
When I opened it, all I could see was a bouquet of flowers. Felix peeked around them a moment later, smiling a shy, hopeful little dimpled smile.
“These are for your mother,” he said as I held the door open for him.
Mom picked that moment to come into the hall.
“Felix Harris!” she enthused, rushing forward to give Felix a hug while I rescued the flowers from his hand. “Look at you, all grown up.”
Mom pulled back to look at him, both hands on his shoulders and love glowing all over her face.
