Kelly winced. “Bad idea, very bad with the amnesia thing.
Nope.”
“I think I need to . . . try to sleep,” JD practically croaked.
“Good night.”
Kelly let him pass by as they all murmured good-nights
to him. Then he joined Nick on the seat and leaned back into
Nick’s arm, sighing heavily.
“What a fucking mess,” he said quietly. Nick nodded
beside him.
They turned their attention to Hagan, who was stretched
out on the chaise across from them, finishing his beer. He
grinned mischievously. “Well aren’t we cozy,” he drawled.
Kelly snorted. Nick rubbed his fingers across his eyes.
“You two go on. I can’t take the sexual tension anymore,”
Hagan teased. He tapped the cooler next to him. “I’ll keep
first watch.”
Nick stood and pulled Kelly to his feet. “You asked for it,”
Nick growled to Hagan.
“Be a good neighbor, O’Flaherty,” Hagan called as
Kelly and Nick made their way down the steps. “Muffle the
screams!”
Nick sat and stared at the file before him. He’d tried going
to bed, but after only a few minutes Kelly had told him to get
out because he kept tossing and turning. So he’d headed back
up to the salon and gotten into his notes. He’d promised JD
he would find out who he was, he’d promised Julian he would
find Cameron, and both pledges haunted him. His fingers
trembled as he leafed through his papers, and he gritted his
teeth. He’d mostly gotten the hand tremor under control, but
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