Page 127 of Pucking Obsessed

“You’d manage it.”

When I give Neve the finger, she gives it back.

Cody is standing next to Neve’s shoulder, watching the door with an eager look like he’s been at it for hours, which makes guilt shoot through me.

He’s been waiting for me. It’s just like Cody to want this night to go perfectly.

He’s a good brother.

Of course, it’s not my fault that we’re late.

“Ehm,” Shay nervously raises his hand, “sorry, blame me. I was overexcited about tonight. I didn’t pay attention, lost my balance, and fell down the last two rungs of the roof ladder.”

I wince at the memory of thecrunch,when Shay landed.For a moment, I was terrified that he’d broken his ankle. Then all of us would have been fucked.

“He’s like a puppy,” D’Angelo says, dryly. “I really should Shay proof the house.”

Shay attempts to glare at D’Angelo, but his eyes are twinkling with amusement.

What’s the bet that they’re both imagining Shay as his Sir’spup?

Cody waves Shay’s apology away. “You’re here now. Are you hurt? Do you need Mike to check out your ankle?”

Michael arches his brow. “I’m not only good at being Doctor Kink, after all.”

I blush.

Hell, I wish that Michael had never heard me call him that.

D’Angelo’s lips twitch. “Impressive range of qualifications you have.”

Michael looks tired, but his tan suit is immaculate. He pushes himself further into the booth, gesturing for Shay to join him.

Shay should have allowed us to take him to the hospital to be checked out but he’d stubbornly insisted that his ankle wasfine.

He hides his pain almost as well as his twin does.

I can see that he has a slight limp, however, as he walks to the booth.

Is he going to be okay?

D’Angelo’s expression tightens.

Michael gets Shay perched next to him with his leg up on the leather seat. Then he efficiently takes off Shay’s boot and sock and starts to assess his ankle.

My brow creases with concern.

Cody dives toward me, wrapping his arms around me.

“Happy birthday, sis.” Cody’s hair is soft against my neck.

I raise my arms and hug him back.

It hits me then.

I never thought that I’d have a night like this.

For years, Wilder isolated me.

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