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“Can you not look at me? Maybe just—”

He rolls to his side, moves closer, and rests his hand on my hip. My. Hip. “Nope.”

I close my eyes. “It sounds petty, and it is, because we aren’t like a thing, or married, or …” I cringe at the fact I just said married. “I’d really like to moonwalk that back, but you know what I mean.”

“You mean I took too much time showing interest and not making a move?”

I pop my eyes open. “Exactly.”

He smiles. “Keep going.”

“You left parties where I was more than once with …” I suck my lips in and shake my head.

He shakes his head, too. “Swear it on the moon, from the day we met, I haven’t been with anyone. Longest drought of my life, believe it. Finsta Theo was trouble. Gave zero fucks about anything but hockey and family.”

“The girl in some of those photos—”

“She was a good girl who deserved better than an asshole boyfriend for all four years of high school.”

“Ouch.” I cringe.

“I’m not him anymore. Or, at least, being on this side of”—he shakes his head—“loss. Fucking loss sucks. But I wanna be on the side of it that I allow the sun to shine, for real, and not just fake my way through it. So, you gotta tell me, Ri, what did I do to fuck it up?”

“Okay, I love her and, like I said, we weren’t anything, and I swear I don’t hold anger or blame and—”

“Ri, who? Because I swear—”

“Drew.” I smash my eyes shut. “And I’d fuck her if I were a guy because—”

“Open your eyes,” he says with far too much humor in his voice to be ignored. When I do, he shakes his head. “The first time I pulled her out of here was because I was asked to. For obvious reasons, there was that fight, and she had a broken ankle. I don’t drink so, fuck, I don’t know, I think it was Bass who asked me to take her home. I did. I slept at her place, on the couch. Nothing happened. I swear—”

“Drew, what the hell are you doing?” Dean’s voice comes from the hall.

“Seriously, Costello, you suck.”

“Something you and I have in common.” He chuckles.

“Drew, are you really outside of the door, spying on us?” Theo yells out to her.

“She is.” Dean chuckles. “We’ve all been waiting for this to happen. It’s about damn time.”

We hear her squeal, and then Dean walks in with her over his shoulder.

“Put me down, Costello, or I swear I’ll lob off your dick, and then you’ll have nothing to play with.”

He sets her on her feet, and she turns to face us, clearing her throat and straightening her shoulders. “I’m happy to hear that you love me and that you’d fuck me if you were a guy.”

I palm my face a bit too hard and wince.

She sits down on the bed beside me. “’Cause I love you, too. The night Theo took me home from here, I could have totally gone down on you, and you would have loved me even more.”

Dean chuckles, “Just saying, I don’t hate what I’m hearing right now.”

“The fuck?” Theo growls at him.

Drew rolls her eyes at Dean and looks back at me. “That time in my life, I was a hundred percent sure I was a lesbian. Theo was actually the first person, aside from Dean and Dylan, who knew that.”

“I’m so confused,” I admit.

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