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“Well, it’s not even ten, and it looks like this is our Friday night,” Ky says, glancing down at Brax, already asleep in her lap. “Want to watch a movie?”
“With wine?”
“Obviously.”
“You guys sleeping here tonight?” I ask. Kylie and Braxton have their own place, and I still live in the house where Braxton and I grew up. Our parents died in a car accident when we were ten, and we stayed here with our aunt. After she died, we inherited the house, but Braxton insisted I be the one to keep it. He bought a condo that’s walking distance from here, and I live in this big old place by myself. The three of us all lived here when we were in college, so Brax and Ky still have their own rooms, and crash here pretty regularly. Of course, Kylie sleeps with Braxton now, instead of her old room downstairs. But it still works. I like it when they’re here. I get lonely living here all alone.
“Most likely,” she says. “You mind?”
“Never.”
“Thanks, babe.”
I get up from the couch. “I’ll change into comfies and get us wine so you don’t have to move him.”
“Thanks,” she says with a laugh, and leans down to kiss Braxton’s forehead.
I head upstairs to my room. I don’t use the master bedroom. To be honest, I haven’t been in that room in years. It must be horribly dusty. But the house is big, with six bedrooms and four bathrooms, so there’s more than enough space. I’ve updated and remodeled a lot of it, but my parents’ old room is the one area I won’t touch.
I change from my work clothes into yoga pants and a tank top, and grab a fluffy blanket from the foot of my bed. My pants don’t quite make it to my ankles, so I guess I’ll say they’re capris and pretend it’s not because I’m so fucking tall. Kylie always says she’s jealous of my legs, but she has no idea how hard it is to find clothes.
I head downstairs and pour two glasses of wine. I snuggle up next to Ky and we find something to watch. Drinking a bottle of wine and watching a movie with my best friend is certainly not the worst way to spend a Friday night. But I can’t help but wonder if I’m wasting my time with Aidan. If maybe there’s someone else out there.
Someone with a little heat.
