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Asher

I’ stupid

Those were the words I said right before I followed through and overshot it Because I didn’t do so fundamentally messed up

Well done, Asher, you eternal man-child

The heavy weight spooning me shifts, and I close my eyes and mutter silently, “There’s no place like hoantically big, huge, stupid proble-Palaszczuk who needs to get out of my bed and this house before any of my little brothers and sisters see him in here with me Or worse yet, if my older brother sees him

I elbow Ezra and whisper, “You need to go”

The deep ht when I was drunk, but now it e Not because he’s a dude but because of who he is “Coht we could have some more fun before you kicked me out”

“My brother will kill you”

“Westly? Please, he never staysHe loves me”

I know That’s why I fucked Ezra in the first place

Alcohol is an evil mistress It takes those devious “what ifs” and turns the with my brother’s best friend should have been reserved for when West really pissedaround with Boston’s hottest defenseman was a brilliant idea

No one has ever accused hockey players of being s a line

Which yeah, I would have been prepared to do when I really wanted a reaction, but for once, this wasn’t one of those times

Why, hy did Ezra come visit my brother while I was all … I shudder, vulnerable? E, that’s gross Go away, you useless emotion