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“Looks to me like we did,” Jamie supplied.
What the hell was he going on about? Oh, right. The fact I was in bed. With Wes.
“He had a nightmare,” I said, clipped. Not that I owed them shit.
“Looks like he’s sleeping peacefully now,” Ryan pointed out.
“What the heck is wrong with you two?” Rory huffed, fisting her hands on her hips to glare at them.
Ryan glanced at his ginger girlfriend before sliding his eyes back to me.
“Considering the way Wes tore out of the diner last night after seeing you escort your booty call into the bathroom—gross, by the way,” Jamie drawled. “I think you’re taking advantage that he seems to have forgotten.”
My stomach dropped. Had he run out of the diner last night upset? Did he get into an accident because of me?
Madison’s dark brows rose beneath her bangs when she looked at me. “You did what?”
Refusing to show anything below my surface, I arched one brow, meeting Jamie’s stare. “So when he woke up screaming from dreaming about the way our parents died in a car accident, should I have ignored him?”
“Shit.”Jamie reached up to scrub a hand over his face.
“You guys are stepbrothers, right?” Rory asked.
What the fuck did that matter?I glanced at her. “No.”
Wes stretched against me, a light groan slipping from between his lips. I glanced down as his eyes popped open and tension changed the way he lay against me.
One of the hands splayed over my ribs, and he used it as leverage to push up, blinking sleepy eyes at me. “Max?”
The urge to hold his face and inspect every inch of him coursed through me. “We’re at the hospital, remember?” I said, keeping my hands at my sides.
He nodded once, then reached up to finger the bandage on his head.
I grabbed his fingers, pulling them away. “Don’t irritate it. Does it hurt?”
His eyes went to where my hand still held his, staring like he was seeing something he’d never seen before. His eyes lifted again, meeting mine, and something electric passed between us.
Time to get up.Averting my gaze, I shifted to do just that, but then he dropped his cheek into the center of my chest. “I feel like shit.”
I lifted my hand, hovering over his head, wanting to soothe him but knowing I couldn’t.
“I’ll get the doctor.” Madison fretted, and Wes stiffened, springing up into a sitting position.
“I didn’t know you guys were here,” he said, reaching around to rub the back of his neck.
He always did that when he felt shy.
“Obviously,” Jamie teased.
“What time is it?” Wes asked, glancing around. “Is practice already over?”
Ryan nodded and told him the time.
“We brought you some coffee,” Rory said, reaching for one of the cups. “Do you want to try a sip?”
Wes sat up a little farther, glancing down to see he was still between my spread legs. “Uh, sure,” he said, avoiding my gaze when he took the cup.
“Here’s yours,” Rory told me, handing over a cup that was identical to Wes’s.
