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Chapter Twenty-Eight

Two Weeks Later

Austin

"You guys want something to eat?" Dylan yells from the kitchen.

"No, we're good," I yell back. Then I kiss my girlfriend, because she's hot, and I love her, and I have to make up for weeks of not kissing her.

"You two ever take a break?" I hear Dylan ask.

"Sorry," Kira says, noticing Dylan is back in the living room. She tries to move off my lap onto the couch, but I keep hold of her. I like her on my lap.

"Don't apologize to him," I say. "You know how many times I've had to watch him make out with a girl?"

"What the fuck you talking about?" Dylan asks, sinking into the recliner that's next to the couch. "I always take that shit back to my room."

"Yeah, when you're sober. When you're drunk you do it wherever the hell you please."

He chuckles. "That's probably true. I don't remember half the shit I do when I'm drunk."

Kira lays her head on my shoulder and I kiss her head. "You tired?"

"A little." She yawns.

"Let's go back to my place." It's awesome to be able to say that. My place. I finally have my own place where I can be alone with my girlfriend.

"You sure you don't want to stay?" Dylan asks. "I could order us a pizza."

Dylan wants us to stay because he's lonely. Van went out of town this weekend and Dylan's not used to hanging out by himself. He could call up Allison for some company, although I think he's getting tired of her. She hasn't been hanging around here as much.

"It's late," I tell him. "I think we're gonna go."

"Or we could stay," Kira says, noticing how down Dylan looks. He needs to find a new girl. One who wants him for more than just sex.

"That's okay," he says. "It's after midnight and I know you guys want to get home. And if you stay here much longer, you'll end up having sex on my couch."

"Like that hasn't been done before?" I say.

"Yeah, I know." He laughs. "I think Van did it where you're sitting."

"Shit, are you serious?" I quickly move over, taking Kira with me.

He laughs again. "I'm just messing with you. Although I wouldn't be surprised if he did." He gets up. "I'm gonna grab a beer. You sure you don't want anything?"

"No, we need to get going," I say as he walks in the kitchen. I give Kira a kiss. "Let's get out of here."

"I think we should stay." She lowers her voice. "We shouldn't leave Dylan like this. He seems really down, almost depressed."

"That's because he didn't get the internship he wanted. He found out yesterday and now he has to start looking for a new one."

"I think it's more than that." She glances back at the kitchen. "Has he said anything about Amber?"

"No. He hasn't even mentioned her since he found out she was here in Chicago."

"Don't you think that's kind of strange?"

"No. Why?"

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