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He knew he hadn’t. He was just early. On purpose. He hadn’t been able to wait any longer. He needed to see Kaz. There was something very important he’d been dying to tell him.

“It’s fine,” Ares said, grasping Miles’s shoulders and squeezing gently. “He’s inside.”

Miles nodded and headed through the door and down the hallway. There was some low music playing, and he heard the clinks of glasses, which he assumed was someone cleaning up behind the bar.

Everything looked much the same as he stepped into the main room of the clubhouse though there was a, ‘Happy Birthday,’ banner hanging above the bar and a few balloons strewn across the room.

He spotted Diesel behind the bar along with Chris who grinned and shot Miles a wink. Heat found his cheeks again as he realized that Diesel had likely told Chris about what he’d walked in on weeks ago. Not that it truly mattered. They weren’t hiding anymore.

There were a few other people around, but it wasn’t until laughter caught his ear that he found Kaz by the patio doors. He had his arm slung around some girl’s shoulders, laughingat something with her. She turned and wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, and his hands went to her waist, tugging her closer as she talked.

His heart was pounding in his chest, and his throat was drying out as he walked closer.

“Miley,” Kaz yelled, a happy smile on his face as he tugged the girl toward Miles.

He felt his brows snap together and couldn’t help but scowl at Kaz. He’d thought they were past the stupid nicknames. He’d thought they werewaypast pretending even among other people. Obviously, he’d been wrong.

The girl cleared her throat and gave Kaz an expectant look.

Kaz chuckled and tugged her against his side before he said, “This is my girl, Jane. Jane, this is Miles.”

“Hi,” Miles said, even though he would have preferred throwing up.

Kaz’s girl? What the actual fuck?

When the hell had that happened?

“Miles?” Jane mused, confusion covering her pretty face. She threw a curious glance Kaz’s way. “Miles that broke your nose?ThatMiles? I thought you?”

She cut herself off before she could finish that sentence, but he got the gist of what she’d been about to say:I thought you hated him.Kaz clearly hadn’t told her about the past few weeks. And why would he if they were… bile rose in his throat.

He excused himself to go to the bathroom and headedupstairs, needing to get away. Needing to be alone. To think. To try and understand even if he knew it was futile because how could he ever understand howhisKaz and this Kaz had ever been the same person?

He took the stairs two steps at a time, his heart beating painfully in his chest. He walked down the hallway on the second floor, hating that his first instinct was to head toward Kaz’s room.

Footsteps behind him had him whirling around to find that Kaz had followed him. He opened his mouth, but Kaz grabbed him by the hand and tugged. He was dragged into a room, and the second the door closed behind them, he was pushed against it, Kaz’s lips on his.

For a moment, he forgot it all. Kaz’s mouth was hot, and that wicked tongue had his toes curling in his boots. Kaz felt so fucking good. He always had. He always?reality came crashing in with the force of a tsunami, sweeping away the haze of lust trying to settle in, and he put a hand on Kaz’s chest to push him back roughly.

“What the fuck?” he snapped.

Kaz seemed confused, his brows scrunched as he looked at Miles.

“What?” he asked as he stepped back toward Miles.

Miles held his hand up, though he was pretty sure it was the deadly look in his eyes that made Kaz stop moving closer.

“Are you serious?” he hissed. “You want to use me to cheat on your girlfriend? The girlfriend you didn’t even have the balls to tell me about?”

Kaz opened and closed his mouth, shaking his head slightly.

“Fuck you for thinking I’d ever be a part of that.”

“Miles. That’s not what I’m—”

“I deserve better than that. So does Jane.”

Kaz blinked at him, the expression on his face unreadable. He didn’t know what was going through Kaz’s mind, and at that moment, he couldn’t find it in himself to care.

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