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“I know,” he says, sighing. “I just need some time.”

“I didn’t want you to find out like this,” I tell him.

“You’re not cheating on me,” he says. “You’re exploring something new. We’ve always said if someone came along that we were interested in, we’d consider it. I know you’re bi, Tray. I’m really okay with this. I don’t want this to drag down our night.”

“Come dance with us?” Frankie asks, holding out her hand to him.

Gazing at it for a moment, he nods, taking it and twirling her around. A part of me wants to believe him completely, enjoy the way his lips are parted into a smile. He even kisses me as we all dance, and I decide that the minefields that may crop up in our relationship will wait for another day.

Chapter 12

Kiernan

Three months later

Time has passed so slowly, but still I'm stuck in Jefferson, Texas, in my mind. I can't get away from that place.

The way Brian smiled at me before he left to use the bathroom. That's my last memory of him and I hate it.

I should have reached out for him. Kissed him goodbye. No matter how silly it was. I should have followed him.

I should have been the one to go look for him instead of his traitorous brother. I can't believe Mike did that to him.

Brian loved his brother even when they fought. He was a kind person and never would have wished his twin was dead.

I don't know how Mike fooled us all. He harbored so much jealousy and evil inside of him. What Blakely did was the right thing.

Mike was a bad egg… So why do I miss him so much?

“Hey, Kier, we're going to head out. Are you sure you don't want to come with us?” Tray asks me as he puts his coat on, then turns and helps Francis into hers.

Shaking my head, I rub my stomach and groan. I've been faking a stomachache for the last few hours.

Childish? Maybe, but I didn't want to go to a new restaurant opening. Francis' father wants her to attend to assess how it is.

I guess he's a silent investor.

“I really don't want to leave you when you're sick. Do you want me to stay here?” Tray asks, moving closer to me.

“No, seriously, I'll be okay. I'm going to rest my eyes and hope the nausea stops.”

Sighing, he leans down and presses a kiss onto my forehead. My eyes sting and I need him to leave before I start to cry.

“Okay, but call me if anything changes. I love you Kiernan.”

“I love you too. Have fun.” I look at Francis.

“Take care of our guy, okay?” I give her a half-hearted smile and she nods, before grabbing his hand and pulling him into a kiss.

He laughs, spins her toward the door, then swats her ass.

She makes him really happy and I'm glad that he will have her when I'm gone.

I've always known that Tray was bisexual. I never faulted him for it and when him and Francis started to become closer after we left Jefferson, I encouraged it.

I will always see Francis as a sister, but Tray loves her, and I'm okay with that.

When the door slams, I toss my blanket off of me and stand. My heart is racing so fast, and I can't catch my breath.

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