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Everything had been coming up us lately. The trailer, the kids, the fridge and the boat, Nate’s lava lamp, the level of love I felt for him, and my mom wanting to do better. Shoes dropped all the time, and I realized I spent most of my life waiting for the other one to drop. Was I allowed to be happy and hopeful for something I hadn’t yet earned?

“Maddox should be the one,” I started.

Maddox stopped me. “Yeah, because I’ve put in time here. But so will you. These two have their shop. Come on, Xav. Let us have a farm.”

“You’re just okay with this?”

“No. Pete told me months ago, and I refused to believe it. Devon and I fought about it because he wanted me to take it, and I told him I wasn’t worth it. We laid it out as a bet at Fight Night, and when this dipshit lost on purpose, it meant… he was telling me…”

“That he can own something with you because I own something with my brother.” Devon grabbed Maddox’s wrist.

“Accept it, baby,” Nate whispered in my ear.

I stood up abruptly. “I accept the job!” I shouted at everyone, choking up. “The rest can come later if you think I earn it!” I ran outta there, needing to go feel my feelings by that shitty dead oak. I wasn’t used to luck. I never had more dreams than an ice fridge, and I felt like a thief for stealing someone else’s. But now that it was out there, I wanted this with my brother so badly that I was already afraid to lose it.

Me and Maddox, working the farm life together.

Nate and Devon, running their dream shop.

Going home to Nate on Lot 62 every night.

Friday night dinners at Mom’s with all of us. As a family.

I had no idea the perfect life was so close until this very moment.

“Leave the chicken!” Pete shouted after me.

“I need it!”

CHAPTER30

XAVI

“Noooooooooo!”Nate cried, sinking to his knees in front of the TV. “Why?!”

The horror. Whoever owned that Firestick before us finally clued into someone else using their streaming apps, and my poor baby was cut off fromTeen Wolfwithout ever having finished it.

While he cried, I walked into the kitchen to make him a drink. Ice tumbled into the cup, clanking off the glass under the light of the dispenser.Ah, so cool!I mixed him up a rum and Coke, sank to my knees with him, and rubbed his back.

“Drink up, Neegs. We’ll find a way to finish it.” I switched on his lava lamp, hoping it’d calm him down.

Nate tangled his fingers in my bracelets and took a sip. “We’ll never find out if Derek and Stiles get together.”

Pretty sure they didn’t because it wasn’t about them, but whatever. I pulled him back to lean against my chest, the blank TV right in front of us. “What do you think about this one?” I pointed to the next item on the kink list.

Nate looked. “Don’t even know what that is. Are you sure it’s supposed to be on the gay list? How do guys get bred?”

Yeah, no idea what a breeding kink was. Was hoping he’d know, but apparently not. I’d have no problem with him coming inside me and trying, though. “Okay, this one?” I pointed to primal play.

Nate ignored me. He turned around, crossed his legs, and smiled at me. “How about we add one to the list.”

I crossed my legs to mirror him. “What one?”

He took the list and the pen, covered the page, and then held it out for me.

makin luv.

I smiled at him. “Come on, Nate. You already know that’s my kink. I love the sentimental shit.”

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