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A miserable groan shoved up his throat.

“Shit, G,” Jegs chuckled. “You’re lookin’ rough.” He gestured toward the bathroom. “The porcelain god awaits.”

Shae and Shawnie grimaced and shuffled off.

Thank you, Jegs.

Breck slid him a droll, halfhearted smirk, then headed for the exit.

“Wrong way,” Charlie called after him, laughing.

But Breck wasn’t headed for the bathroom.

His ass was gunning for the front fucking door.

I gotta make this right.

* * *

Sitting on the floor of his dark apartment, the only illumination that of moonlight through the window panes, Kai leaned against the wall in his living room, forearms propped on his knees.

A tired sigh left his lungs.

It was nearly one in the morning, and Breck was downstairs at his door.

Kai wouldn’t be answering it, though. No matter how many times that buzzer rang.

No matter how loud Breck called his name or vigorously knocked. So far, he’d been going at it for ten minutes straight.

Things went quiet.

Maybe he’d finally given up.

But then Kai’s phone lit up on the coffee table, indicating a text. Not the first, and probably not the last. For the last half hour, Breck had been blowing up his cell. Kai hadn’t answered those, either. Nor would he do so now. Wouldn’t open a single one. Had long-since silenced his phone.

Because what was the point? He had nothing to say.

Besides, Mr. Party King was undoubtedly wasted anyway…

A couple more texts and then his cell went dark.

Silence lingered. No more door buzzes. No more knocks.

Breck had left.

Kai settled his head back against the wall and closed his eyes.

There’d be no mereobservinghis brutal emotions tonight.

That ache in his chest demanded its due, that he feel every pang.

It was the only way he’d finally learn to stop repeating the same mistake.

—FIFTEEN—

“Hard to believe that in a few short hours, I’m gonna be closing this chapter of my life. No more living alone.”

Kai lifted his gaze from where he stood in Tad’s kitchen to watch as Tad peered around his living room. Cardboard moving boxes were everywhere. Today was the last day of his college apartment’s lease.

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