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“Good. Because I reckon it only happens to the best of us.”

“What?”

“Seein’ that there’s more to life than what we originally thought. Takin’ a chance on somethin’ new that could lead into somethin’ good.”

I clenched my jaw. “His family is fucked up.”

“He might need the support.”

“I don’t even know….”

“What?”

“If I could…. Jesus.” I shook my head.

“If you could do anythin’ with a guy?”

I shrugged. “Maybe.”

“You won’t unless you try. But not tryin’ is givin’ up. It’s up to you which way you wanna go about it.”

“You… liked it?”

Knife chuckled. “Like? Brother, no. I fuckin’ love it, because it’s with the right person. If it was anyone else but that big lug, I wouldn’t have done shit about it.”

Beast was Knife’s one.

That was why he went for it.

But would Taro be my one?

I couldn’t see it yet, but did I give up on the chance to figure it out?

Could I ignore this attraction?

No.

No, I couldn’t, because Knife was right. I would regret it in the end.

Now I just had to find the balls to do something about it.

Chapter Eleven

Ruin

We’d been back for about twenty minutes. Everyone had headed to their own rooms, but along the way, Mimi kept saying how much fun she’d had. She loved my brothers and sisters, and I was glad for it. I could tell they enjoyed her company just as much.

Taro had been quiet though.

Taro… when had I started to think of him by his real name?

I liked using Wolf, but there was something about using his real name that was… special.

Groaning, I cupped my head in my hands as I sat on the edge of my bed. I couldn’t sleep. All I could do was think about him.

I wanted to charge to his room and demand answers on how he’d bewitched me. I wanted an argument. I wanted a fight. I wanted… to go and kiss him to see if my head, dick, and gut had just been acting up and whatever I felt was only in my imagination.

Would now be a good time to test it out?

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