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“I’ve got a meeting on Thursday that I need to be there for,” Cev says, and Orson nods as the others are all looking at him with various expressions showing their disdain. “But other than that, this week is clear for me. What time are Nora’s appointments tomorrow?”
“10, and then 11:30. Then Fin’s is at 1.”
“Mine?” Fin asks, raising an eyebrow. “Why do I have an appointment?”
“For your dry eyes,” Micah says, causing Voss to snort. Cevon’s eyes narrow, but he thankfully stays silent on the subject.
“Are we just going to sit here and ignore the giant elephant in the room?” Atticus asks, his crisp voice sounding frustrated and whiny.
“With a head as big as yours, are you really going to fat shame me?” Cevon counters, causing Micah to laugh quietly.
I sigh, resting my head against the back of the sofa. As weird as it sounds, I’m pretty content right now. My hot water bottle is helping soothe some of the pain from these horrendous cramps, my head doesn’t ache too badly, and all of my bond mates are here.
It’s perfect.
If I ignore the bickering taking place and pretend that they all like each other rather than hating each other.
“Fat head? Me?” Atticus snarls, glaring at Cevon. “Your head is the fat one.”
“When I went to get Nora’s suitcase, there were only two in the boot,” Cevon says, and this causes my eyes to widen a little bit. I’m not sure why I thought someone else brought my suitcase to the house when it’s obvious Cevon was keeping me there secretly. But to hear he actively went out to get it is kind of sweet. “And one had Nora’s name on it. And the other? Fat head. Seems I’m not the only one who noticed.”
Voss smirks. “It seems like Nora has had two mates who have issues with their heads.”
“Who is the other one?” Micah asks, and, honestly, I think that’s pretty brave when he could be the other one.
“Kennedy,” Voss says, and Micah laughs. “Ugly head, and now fat head. It’s kind of fitting when you think about it.”
“Whose side are you on?” Mal sneers.
“Nora’s,” Devoss replies, and my wolf literally preens. She loves the attention he is giving us, loves his sweet words. He’s a good male. Voss gets a bonus point. “What about you?”
This causes Mal to huff because he can’t claim he’s on my side.
You know what? Voss gets two bonus points.
I’ll just award them later so I don’t start a fight now. I’m very much wanting to be neutral in this little debate, and I’m only here because Cevon needs the support.
“I think we’re all just being a little bit ridiculous,” Griffin says, and I direct my attention his way. “Why don’t we just let the past go and try and move forward?”
Everyone kind of pauses here, before all of the men except Griffin burst out laughing.
Voss has actual tears dripping down his cheeks.
I didn’t find it funny. I think it would be amazing if that’s how we were going to deal with this.
“Just a suggestion,” he mutters, rolling his eyes. As soon as Micah points the action out, another round of laughter ensues.
“What’s funny about that?” Cevon asks me quietly.
“Griffin’s got an issue with his eyes,” I reply, and Fin glares at me for revealing his secrets, but it’s not like Cevon’s never going to hear it. “They’re a bit dry, and he’s been using eye drops for it.” I turn to Griffin, a little bit confused. “But I thought at your appointment last week he told you just to keep using the drops as and when needed?”
“He did,” Fin mutters. “I think my eyes are worse, though. They’re super itchy, and Orson wants me to get it checked out.”
I nod, wondering what’s up with that.
“Let’s just lay it all out,” Orson says, looking between Cevon and Atticus. “What happened when you left, Cevon?”
“What happened is he ran off in a huff and has the audacity to blame me,” Atticus says, sounding a little too holier than thou for my liking.
