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I mumbled something unintelligible while shaking my head. “Could you get me a glass of water?” I managed.

“Sure.” He disappeared into the kitchen and returned a couple of minutes later with a pint glass of iced water. “Here you go.”

I took it from him and gulped down the icy liquid, feeling the nausea dissipate. “Thanks. I needed that.”

The corner of his mouth quirked up. “I’m not surprised after last night.” He fixed me with a look. “What do you remember about it?”

Wrinkling my nose, a flood of memories came back.Jase and I dancing, twirling around and having fun…and then being violently sick in front of him.I placed a hand over my eyes. “Too much, unfortunately.”If only that’s what’s making me feel sick now.

He sank down into the seat beside me. “I guess you don’t fancy a bacon sandwich, then?”

My stomach gurgled in response. “There’s your answer. Thanks, Jase. It’s really sweet of you. I don’t think I can manage a sandwich right now. Maybe yoghurt and fruit instead?”

Jase laughed. “Did you pick those things up in the weekly shop? Because unless you did, I can guarantee there’s no fruit and yoghurt here.” He teased, a smile playing on his mouth as he spoke.

A long sigh escaped from my lips. “It’s okay. I’ll go out and get some later.” I leaned back into the sofa. “When I feel a bit more human.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll get it. I think we’ve run out of bread, and your brother gets hangry when he’s hung over. I need to go out now.”

In all the time we’d been together, Gil had never done anything like that for me. I’d been there a little over twenty-four hours, and Jase was already demonstrating more boyfriend-like behaviour. Part of me wondered why he was being so nice, but hey, I enjoyed it, so I was going to let it happen. “You’ll go shopping for me?”

“Of course. You’re our guest this weekend. Don’t get used to it, okay, Princess?” Jase tapped me on the nose and stood up. “If Finn appears, tell him where I’ve gone.”

Once he’d left, I picked up my phone and found Gil’s post again. I stared at it for a moment, then hit the unfollow button on his account. I didn’t need reminders of the past.

“You look about as good as I feel.” Finn stretched as he entered the room a few moments later. “Where’s Jase? I thought I heard him come downstairs.”

“He’s gone out to get supplies.”

My brother pulled his phone from the pocket of his joggers. “Let me message him a list.”

“He’s already getting bread for you and yoghurt and fruit for me. Apparently, you get hangry after you’ve been drinking.” I winked.

“Yeah, yeah. That’s all he’ll get. We need more milk and some fresh orange juice.” His eyes were fixed on the screen as his fingers flew over it. “Do you want anything else?”

A small part of me wanted to tell him all the things I wanted, but I wasn’t staying. It would be unfair of me to land them with a bunch of food and drink that would be out of date by the time I next came for a visit. “No. Whatever you get will be fine. I probably won’t be here much longer.”

Finn sat down next to me and squeezed my hand. “You know you can stay as long as you need to, Sis. If you have any doubts about going back to London, back to thatman, then don’t hesitate to tell me. We’ll make it work.”

“Don’t worry, I’m definitely not going back to Gil.”

“Glad to hear it.” Finn’s phone pinged. He glanced at the screen and laughed, turning it to me.

Jase

What the fuck, man? I only popped out for a couple of things. How am I going to carry all this shit home?

“What on earth did you ask him to get?”

“Oh, a few extra essentials. Toilet roll, baked beans, some beers for tonight. He’ll be fine.” My brother laughed. “You should have seen what he asked me to get last week.”

“I’m not sure I want to, thanks.”

“Probably wise.” Finn stood. “Tea?”

“Don’t suppose you’ve got a lemon, have you?”

He reached for his phone and messaged Jase. “On it!”