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“I can’t decide what I’m more excited for,” I mumble as Travis enters his code and handprint to get into his room. “Being one step closer to the end of everything, or not having to deal with Mica on a daily basis.”
Travis is just as exhausted as me, but he manages to snort a laugh in response. Mica is one of the biggest pieces of shit we’ve come across in the operation. He’s a sadistic fuck that often enjoyed doing things that turned our stomachs, though we always had to pretend it didn’t. Travis hasn’t seen as much as me, being able to excuse himself more often than I could. I’m more than fucking happy to have that particular monster out of our lives now.
“That’s a close one,” Travis murmurs. “Fucking Mica. Piece of shit.”
“Right?” I rub my eyes, trying to shift gears mentally. “Fuck. I need a drink. Or a nap. Or a good fuck.”
“Mmm. A good fuck,” he muses, his smile wistful.
“Oh, fuck you.” I shoot him a dirty look as the security system chirps. “I saw how your boy said goodbye to you and I saw you smirking at your phone the whole trip. I give you 24 hours before you’re buried balls deep in his pretty little ass.”
Travis frowns at me. “You’re very crude when you’re tired, grumpy, and horny.”
“I fully accept that assessment, yes.” I gesture for him to open the door. “Let’s go. I might not get a good fuck, but I’m ready to head to my room for a drink and some sleep at least.”
Not arguing, Travis pushes through the door and leads the way into the bedroom. I stand beside him where he leans against a bedpost. Something settles in my chest when I see the two boys sprawled out on the mattress, fast asleep and breathing softly. Safe, safe, they’re safe.
Casey stirs on the bed, blankets rustling. He jolts awake when he sees Travis, but his body relaxes when he sees me here too. I try not to let myself like that too much.
“You’re back,” Casey whispers, his voice cracking.
I smile. “We are.”
“Thank fuck.”
Travis and I frown, but Travis is the one that asks, “Were you worried something bad would
happen?”
“Yes.” Casey laughs softly, his gaze falling to Carter’s sleeping body. “I thought I was going to have to kill him. I was debating suffocation with a pillow or drowning in the bathtub. Anything to get him to stop.”
“Stop?” Travis asks.
“Worrying out loud about you,” Casey explains with another laugh.
I smirk when I see my friend squirm at that piece of information. Yeah, 24 hours and those two will be wrapped up in each other for sure.
“You want to stay here with them, or come back to the room with me?” I ask Casey, too tired to sit around and watch this week’s episode of The Young and The Angsty: Travis and Carter Edition. “I’m fucking beat. Need to get some rest.”
“Oh.” Casey looks at Carter, frowning. Then laughs again. “We can give them some space. I’ll come with you.”
See? Casey doesn’t want to watch The Young and The Angsty: Travis and Carter Edition either. It’s not just my cold, black heart that’s over the lovebirds.
It’s not until I’m leading Casey into my bedroom that I realize I haven’t been alone with him since he fully accepted the truth. We haven’t established any sort of ground rules. Any sort of relationship. Will Casey want to be left alone? Will he want to talk? Does he trust me now that he knows the truth or is he still afraid of me?
“It’s pretty late. You want to just go to sleep?”
He shuffles his feet, picking at the hem of his sweater. “Sure."
“Alright. I can sleep on the floor if it’ll make you more comfortable? Or I have a couch in my office I can use, if you want to be alone.”
He frowns. “Why would you do that?”
“Well… you know the truth now. We don’t have to share a bed anymore.”
“We didn’t really need to share it then either. It’s not like you were fucking me.” He shrugs. “Nothing has really changed, has it? Besides me not being confused anymore."
“I… guess not, no.” I rub the back of my neck, a little uncomfortable with what he just pointed out. “I’m sorry for sleeping in the bed with you before.”
