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“Get out of my head,” I grumbled.

“You’re welcome to stay if you want. I’m not doing anything interesting, but I’d like the company if you’d like to stick around a bit longer.”

A different kind of adrenaline drop hit me right in the chest. This was the kind that came with feelings and made both my heart and my dick happy.

“Yeah. Okay.”

Wes leaned down to kiss Ez, then came around the table to kiss me. “Be out in a few.”

“Do you need some help cleaning up?” I asked Ez when it was just the two of us.

“Yeah, that would be great.”

By the time we were finished cleaning, Wes was dressed and ready to go.

“Shouldn’t be too long. I’ll text if it’s going to be more than a few hours.” He took the water bottle Ez held out to him and fixed his amber eyes on mine. “Will you be here when I get back?”

I nodded, more of those little adrenaline bursts going off in my chest and stomach.

“Good.”

The heat in his eyes made my stomach flip-flop, and I could only stare after him as he pulled open their front door.

“Do you want to watch a movie or something?” Ez asked when it was just the two of us.

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EZRA

“Doyou want to watch a movie or something?” I asked, closing the door behind Wes.

Jett chewed on his lip. “I think I want to call my aunts.”

I paused. Something about the way he said it told me he wasn’t talking about calling to say hi.

“Can you sit with me?” he asked, his voice small. “It’s time I told them. I know I should do this in person, but I can’t.”

“Of course.” Wrapping one arm around his waist, I gently led him to the couch.

This time he didn’t hesitate to sit next to me.

“I should do a video call, right?” He looked at me for guidance, trust shining in his blue eyes.

Jesus, that look did things to me. It made me want to wrap him up and protect him from the world, and it triggered a part of me that never wanted to let him go.

“That might be best. I think they’ll appreciate being able to see you when you tell them.”

“Yeah.” He chewed on his lip. “That’s what I thought.” He groaned. “I’m going to have to tell Becks and Chanel in person. They’ll never forgive me if I do it over text or on a call.”

“Are you worried they’ll be hurt you didn’t say anything sooner?”

“No.” He toyed with his phone, running his finger over the smooth screen in a random pattern. “More like I’m afraid they’ll betoosupportive.”

I arched my eyebrow at him questioningly.

“Chanel will try to set me up with every queer guy she knows.”

Jealousy curled in my gut. Jett was ours. Even the thought of him flirting with another guy made me want to punch the wall.

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