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“Right.” My cousin grins as I greet him with a hug. When I back away, his face reverts to the usual coldness. “Landon.”
“Killian,” he says with the same destructive energy. “For the record, I still don’t like you.”
“I don’t like you either.”
“The solution is simple. Leave my sister.”
“Only if you leave my cousin.”
“No.”
“We’ll agree on that, then.”
I meet Glyn’s gaze, which looks so done with their shit, and we both roll our eyes.
“My favorite psychos.” Eli grabs each of them by the shoulder, but they disengage. Lan grabs my hand and Killian does the same with Glyn.
“Rude,” Eli mutters under his breath.
“Let’s get the fuck out of here,” Lan whispers in my ear.
“No. I’m not bailing on your parents. Besides, this is fun.”
“As long as it amuses you.” He seems unhappy, but he’s definitely faking it.
I get on my tiptoes and kiss his cheek, then murmur, “I love you, Lan.”
“Fuck.” He smiles a genuine heart-stopping smile. “You sure know how to calm the beast inside me, little muse.”
And I always will.
It doesn’t matter how the world sees Landon.
He might be crazy, but he’s my crazy.
EPILOGUE 2—LANDON
TWO YEARS LATER
Remember that thing I was working on for some time? Well, I might have gotten a bit sidetracked and the task took me longer than I planned.
Two years longer, to be specific.
But what’s a win without a few struggles along the way, am I right?
Actually, I’m not right. I know it’s rare, but it’s true at times. This meaningless fucking hurdle has been bothering me for a while.
But here I am. Finally. In the middle of my own exhibition.
Now, to be perfectly clear, I’ve had multiple offers from renowned domestic and international art galleries to host my first solo art show ever since I was at uni.
I refused each and every one of them because, as I mentioned during my earlier moaning about timing, I was simply not ready.
And while that might sound like a flimsy excuse, it actually is true.
The Landon from two years ago needed a bit of a shake and a kick in the arse so he’d get his shit together and finally produce the masterpiece he was put on this earth for.
While I didn’t agree to solo exhibitions, I did take part in multi-artist and charity-funded exhibitions. I grew my name and left the art community brimming with excitement for when I’d finally show them what I’ve been secretly working on.
