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The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end, and while I can’t see the entirety of him, I can make out Nikolai’s frame standing close to Killian. His hair is loose, falling thick and smooth to his shoulders.
This time, he’s wearing a black tee and jeans that hang low on his hips. Although it’s not exactly summer, he has no jacket. Full sleeves of tattoos extend from beneath his shirt to the backs of his hands.
I can’t stop looking at him.
And the more I do, the faster my throat fills with thatdifferentnausea. The one that’s overwhelming but doesn’t make me want to hit my head against the wall.
It’s pushing me to nefarious ends.
Down unknown roads.
Stop looking.
Stoplooking.
I force myself to take a sip of my drink and focus on my sister, who glances up at Killian. “What are you doing here?”
He pushes his cousin in front of him. “Nikolai was bored, so I took him out for a stroll.”
“Eat shit, motherfucker. I’m not a dog. Also, he was the one who was so bored that he started vandalizing shit,” Nikolai says, then speaks to Glyn, “I was dragged out against my will because he refuses to admit he misses you.”
“Semantics,” Killian says. “Can we join you?”
All the rowdiness from earlier comes to a halt, and I can’t help hearing the doomsday sound in my brain.
Tick.
He looks murderous.
Tick.
He’s not looking at me.
Tick.
He isnotlooking at me.
The upgraded nausea dies down and I’m hit with the familiar feeling of fucked-up Brandon in epic proportions.
Black ink swells beneath my feet and I feel my stomach churning.
“Yeah, sure!” Ava replies. “The more the merrier.”
Killian brings a chair over and sits beside my sister, and Nikolai flops down beside him.
Across from me.
Only a table separates us, but he still hasn’t looked at me since he got here. Not even once.
Killian and Glyn whisper to each other, and I know I should be looking out for my sister, but I learned that it doesn’t matter what we think. She probably loves Killian.
Lan obviously doesn’t agree, and it’s because he kidnapped Killian and tortured him that I ended up in the Heathens’ mansion.
It’s all because ofhim.
Class act. Blame Lan. It’s working bloody wonders like he said.
Killian finally stops trying to eye-fuck my sister and asks, “So what are we playing?”
