“Callie,” says Raleigh, coming to kneel down subsequent to me. He’s bought tears in his eyes. “Callie, child. Discuss to me.”

I simply shake my head.

I hate grief. It’s horrible and messy and painful and there’s no controlling it. It comes and goes because it pleases. I by no means in 1,000,000 years thought I’d have motive to grieve Weston Thorpe.

Raleigh holds me whereas I cry. It takes some time. We maintain one another, and when that’s not sufficient, he picks me up and carries me again to my bed room. It’s darkish out now, pale moonlight washing over the room. Raleigh doesn’t trouble with the blinds. He tells me he must see me. We don’t discuss West. We don’t discuss in regards to the tears, or who’s crying, or why. We make love at midnight, seeing one another by way of the primary wave of loss. And within the morning, once more, however with the sunshine of the solar and extra anger than tears.

It takes a number of days earlier than both of us are capable of really discuss it, however by then there doesn’t appear to be something left to say. I’m in love with two males; considered one of them loves me again. Raleigh has advised me in each means however one, and I’ve by no means been so grateful to a different individual as I’ll to him for the remainder of my life for serving to maintain me collectively.

Sully turns up at my door a number of days later, banging his means by way of the kitchen the way in which he’s achieved since we have been youngsters.

“Hey Cal,” he calls.

I yank my shirt again down and run a hand by way of my hair, heading for the kitchen earlier than Sully comes to seek out me.

“Hey you,” I say. “Very long time, no see.” I kiss him on the cheek, stepping again to take the intense side-eye he offers me, feeling my very own roll in response. He seems to be over my shoulder, shock lighting his options.

“Good day,” says Raleigh coming into the kitchen behind me. I’m relieved to see he’s bought his pants again on at the very least. “I’m Raleigh.”

Sully shakes his hand, not bothering to disguise his grin.

“Sullivan Hale,” he says. “I’m Callie’s cousin.”

“Good to satisfy you,” says Raleigh. “I’m simply on my means out. Callie, I’ll goodbye.” Raleigh kisses me on the cheek, lingering a second too lengthy. “Proper. Going now. Be seeing you.”

“I’ll wager you’ll,” murmurs Sully, his amusement plain as Raleigh heads again out to his automobile. “You’ve been holding out on me,” he says, arching a forehead.

I scoff, turning to seize a drink from the fridge. Handing Sully a beer, we make ourselves comfy on the kitchen desk.

“How are you?” I ask. “I haven’t seen you in ages.”

“By no means thoughts about me,” he says. “I got here to verify on you.”

“I’m positive.” It’s principally true. If you happen to stretch the definition.

“Proper.” Sully arches that forehead at me once more. “Finn talked about you had a falling out. One thing to do with West Thorpe.”

“Talked about it, did he?” I glare at Sully.

“He did. And he may need mentioned another issues.” Sully takes a protracted pull from his beer. “Let’s simply say I used to be somewhat stunned to see you right here making out with any individual else.”

I flush and switch my glare to the tabletop.

“Hey.” Sully kicks me evenly below the desk. “Discuss to me, Cal. If any of these bastards are being imply to you, I’ll kick their asses.”

That pulls a smile from me, the primary actual one I’ve managed all week.

“If anyone wants their ass kicked, it’s Finn,” I say.

“You’re presupposed to say that. You’re his sister.”

“Perhaps,” I concede. “Nevertheless it’s true.”

Sully does that trick, the one West is so good at. He waits me out.

“West and I… type of bought concerned.”

“Okay.”

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