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"How about brunch Sunday?" he asks "The three of us"

"Absolutely," Liaht, baby?"

"Right"

He takes my hand

Preston steps into the hallway Motions after you

He watches us leave Stays there, upstairs

I guess it's his house And he's older I'm twenty-four and I'm already partied out

But then, a lot of that is Liam

The h the party He nods goodbye to friends and faht to the ride share he summoned for the two of us

"You're not co up," I say

Liam chuckles "I didn't think I was"

"You're going home after this?"

"Yeah" Lia now"

"And you're trying to save?"

"I'entleman"

"You are not," I say

"When have I ever not been a gentleman?"

"When you told Mr Charles you were going to show o"

Lia He's not his usual impossible to ruffle self

The car pulls onto Broadway We drive past the lights of Tis lining the village, the closing storefronts of Chinatown

All the way to the Financial District To the very expensive building where I live in a very small apartment

"You should stay at my place," Liam says "There's plenty of room And if Preston drops by…"

"I haven't said yes"

"You shook"

"That was before I saw Preston" And all the hope in his eyes "I don't know if I can lie to him"

Liahis mentor to move in peace "Sleep on it That's all I ask"

"Really? That's all you ask?"

"Scout's honor"

This tioes"