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Lanston comes bursting through the doors behind us, trips over my feet, and lands beside Liam, groaning.
The three of us are sprawled out like idiots on the floor.
“Is this you groveling?” Lanston jests, punching Liam in the arm weakly.
“Liam? Groveling?” I roll my eyes, standing up and brushing off my pants. Lanston sits up and his eyes get big, frantically looking up at me and then back to the ground.
I raise a brow and mouthWhat?But it’s too late.
Liam picks up one of the books and my soul leaves my body when I see the cover. It’s of two damn-near naked people, and they arenotfucking cuddling.
“Oh my God.” I rush to pick up the rest and Lanston can’t help but laugh at me as I scramble to get them all.
Liam smiles criminally and passes me the book in his hands. “You really let Lanston pick books for you to read?” My jaw drops and Lanston laughs harder.
“How’d you know?” I say as I look down at the other books, all similar to the first. My cheeks are as hot as when we got caught fucking in the showers last night.
“Because I have the same book gifted by the same jackass.”
Lanston shrugs, still trying to cease his laughter. “It’s a good book, okay? I can’t be silenced.”
The three of us look at one another with mixed expressions before bursting out with laughter. We gather our books and Liam insists on carrying my bag back to our room.
Lanston joins us and sits on my bed as he unties his plastic bag. He tosses his hat on my pillow and sets the pile down between us. Liam lies on his bed, propping his head up with amusement as he waits to see what I picked out.
“What are these?” Lanston says with pinched brows, flipping through some pages and reading the back of a few with interest.
“Murder mystery and dark romance. They will keep you upallnight. I could hardly sleep after this one.” I pass him one with a skull on the cover and his eyes fill with horror.
“Wynn, I hate murder mystery.” Lanston groans and leans back to grab the stack he picked for me.
“And I’m supposed to lovethese?”
“Just try them.”
“Right back at you,” I say with a pointed look. Liam smirks devilishly.
We stay up way too late.
I haven’t had a night like this in a long time. Why did it take me coming to a rehabilitation institute to finally find people like me? People who hurt and understand the same way I do. People I cherish more than anything
Liam suggests a movie and pops in a thriller. We act like complete children and throw all the pillows and blankets on one bed so we can all sit together. Lanston brings popcorn and coffee in paper cups from his room while I sneak into the kitchen to snag a bag of chips.
By the time the movie is playing, I’m sitting between the two of them and smiling so easily it feels like a dream. Can being happy truly be this simple? I hope so. I want this forever.
Lanston scoots in much closer than he needs to, but I guess he’s pretty freaked out by horror movies. It’s sort of cute to see him hide his face beneath his hands.
On the other hand, Liam and I are on the same page. Our eyes are wide open and we smile at every jump scare and gory scene. He nudges me and nods toward Lanston. I glance over and see his head completely covered with the blanket.
“You chicken.” I grab his side to scare him and he yelps.
“You’re so cruel!” he jests and falls over my lap laughing.
Liam cracks up and covers his mouth in an attempt to hide his gorgeous smile. “Dude, it’s just a movie. None of this shit is real.”
“It saysbased off a true story.” Lanston finds the DVD case and holds it up for us to see. Itdoessay that. But don’t most movies say something along those lines?
When you’re in your mid-twenties, coffee either goes two ways. Either you are buzzing all hours of the night or you have an outrageous amount of energy for an hour and then crash.
