Page 42 of Wicked Games

Killian: I’m going to stay with him until he shakes them off

Jax: roger that

Jace: see if you can grab me a few. What’s he on? Please tell me it’s quaaludes. Those are amazeballs

Killian: not quaaludes. Ativan and ambien

Jax: together? He’s either really stupid or really fucked up

Jace: two things can be true

Jace: grab me some Ambien, that shit is fun

Jax: do you remember what you did the last time you were on it?

Jace: nope and that’s part of the fun

Jax: I remember, and it was only fun for one of us

Jace: grab my brother some too so he can relax enough to yank that giant stick out of his ass

I type out a message. We’ll be here until dark if I let them keep going.

Killian: can you cover for me at the meeting this afternoon?

There’s a house meeting later, and even though I’m sure Felix will be up long before the start time, I’m not about to miss an excuse to bail. These meetings are only about house admin and not Rebel business, and sitting for an hour while we have a debate about which brand of toilet paper they should stock or try to figure out where the broom from the second-floor cleaning closet ended up isn’t my idea of a good time.

Jace: you got it

Jax: let us know if you need anything

I turn off my screen and glance over at Eden. She’s so quiet I almost forgot she was there.

“Everything okay?” she asks.

I nod and tuck my phone away. “You can go.”

She drops her gaze to Felix, her expression conflicted. He’s fast asleep again, but there’s no point waking him up until the meds wear off.

“I’ll stay with him until he’s lucid.”

She shoots me a surprised look but quickly schools her expression into a more neutral one. “You will?”

I nod and point to the door.

Now that she knows Felix is okay, or will be okay, it’s time for her to go. Jordan might not care that she and Felix hang out, but he’ll definitely care if he finds out she was in our room and alone with me while Felix was passed out.

Her expression falls, but she doesn’t argue.

“I’ll get him to text you when he’s up,” I say, not sure why I’m even bothering to make her feel better.

She offers me a wobbly smile. “Thanks.” She gives Felix one last look, then leaves.

“Felix?” I shake his shoulder.

“Yeah?” He blinks blearily at me.

I tuck the spare pillow against him. “You’re a dumbass.”

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