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I open my eyes. “Use my face.”

He moans deeper this time, and I’m pretty sure says something like I wish, but that wouldn’t make any sense.

He uses face ID to open my phone, then types his number in and sets the phone on the nightstand. “Maybe I should stay and make sure you’re okay.”

He’s definitely the kind of guy who would be a really good friend. I’m so happy I met him.

The music is still rumbling downstairs, making the walls shake, and before I can answer him, my door opens. “Shit, Theo. You’re in bed already?” Casey asks.

“No.”

“Who are you?” I hear him ask.

“He’s Perry. He saved my life,” I say.

“I’m pretty sure he greened-out,” Perry says. “The weed and the alcohol. Are you his…”

“Roommate,” Casey answers.

“Yeah, that. I was going to stay with him and make sure he’s okay,” Perry tells Casey.

“He’s so nice,” I mumble.

“I got it,” Case replies.

I want to tell him he can go party, that my new friend can stay, but I lose myself to the darkness before I can.

CHAPTER FOUR

Perry

“How was last night?” Ty asks as he comes into the living room the next morning. He plops on the couch across from me as Brax goes into the kitchen.

“I made coffee,” I tell Brax.

“Thank fuck.” He pulls two mugs from the cabinet—one for him and one for my brother. Brax is rough around the edges in most ways, but he’s also a secret caretaker. There’s nothing he wouldn’t do for Ty. The cool thing is my brother is the same with him.

I glance Ty’s way. “It wasn’t what I expected, but I enjoyed it.”

“Party wasn’t good?”

“It was pretty fucking wild. I met this guy almost immediately after walking in. He literally fell into my arms, and he’s hot as hell. I wasn’t complaining.”

“Aw, does little bro have a crush?” Ty teases.

“Fuck no. Do I want to bone him? Yes. But I wouldn’t call it a crush. I’m leaving the mushy relationship stuff to the two of you.” I don’t have it in me to be serious about someone. I’ll just enjoy fucking my way through life, thank you very much. “Anyway, we ended up hanging out all night, but he was way too drunk and high to do anything with. I put him to bed like a good boy and came home.”

“Gonna see him again?” Ty asks, taking his coffee from Brax, who sits beside him.

“I put my number in his phone and texted myself so I have his. He said he wants to hook up.”

“Nice.” Ty nods.

“Be careful. All I wanted was to hook up with Ty too, and now I’m stuck with him,” Brax grumbles.

“Aw, Sunshine. You know you love me.” Ty sets his coffee mug down, grabs Brax’s face, and begins playfully kissing him all over it.

“Ugh! Why you?” Brax pretends he doesn’t love the shit out of it the way we all know he does.

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