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Wes smacked at my arms and struggled against the hold. He was being a drama queen and totally enjoying the attention because I wasn’t being rough enough that he couldn’t pull away.
“Aww, have you missed me?” I cracked, messing up his hair even more.
“Get the hell off me, Win.” Wes grunted, pulling me off and straightening. His hair looked like a giant used Q-tip, and I laughed.
Glowering, he tried to pat it down, and I only laughed harder.
“Asshole,” he muttered, flinging his bag onto the dining table.
I went to the fridge and pulled out a water, tossing it to him. He caught it with one hand and unscrewed the cap.
“You doing okay?” I asked genuinely. “You need anything? Max treating you good? Do I need to kick his ass?”
Wes scoffed. “Like you could.”
I raised a brow. “You think I couldn’t?” I lifted my arm, flexing my biceps, which had grown considerably in the last year. “Look at these guns.”
Wes rolled his eyes. “Well, you definitely have bulked up since going to Sweden.” He tilted his head to the side. “How come?”
“I told you,” I said. “I was tired of being the least cut out of the three of us.”
Wes pursed his lips. “I don’t think that’s it.”
I arched an eyebrow. “And why is that?”
“Because you’ve always been the charming, good-looking one, even without ripped abs.”
“Some guys don’t need muscle to have game, little bro,” I teased, then added, “And some don’t even have it with it.”
“I could have game if I wanted it.” He smarted off.
We both knew that was a lie. My little brother was way too sweet and sincere to have big game.
He hated when I pointed that out, though, so instead, I laughed under my breath. “It’s better for Max if you don’t. Keeps him out of jail.”
“Whatever.”
I couldn’t help but glance toward the front of the house again. “You were at the gym with Elite, right?”
Wes nodded.
“Why didn’t Lars come home with you?”
“He said he needed to stop by his dorm.”
I nodded, reaching for my cell in the back pocket of my jeans.
“I’m gonna shower. Want to order pizza later?”
“Sure,” I said, already tapping on the screen.
Wes said you were going to your dorm. I’ll come pick you up later and bring you home. Pack a bag so you can leave some stuff here, I typed out. Then, smirking, I added,Or not. I like when you wear my clothes.
I hadn’t seen him since this morning when he left with Wes for practice. I had my morning lab, so I hadn’t gone to the pool. Even though we’d texted earlier in the day, I was starting to get antsy to put eyes on him.
After a few minutes of nothing, I glanced at my phone and frowned. It wasn’t like him not to reply almost immediately.
Angel?
