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Once we made it back to the house, Mouse was carrying Chry in the car seat while Ingram made her way up the driveway. My parents were pulling up just as Ky cut the engine. B-ry pulled out in the SUV, somehow maneuvering it between my parents’ rental car and mine, which had somehow gotten back here. I caught B-ry’s chin lift goodbye just before he drove off.
Inside was a whole different can of worms. The place looked spotless and I shouldn’t have been surprised. And it wasn’t like I could turn to Ky and say anything about it because my parents were currently right behind us, pushing their way inside. Also, there was the whole thing that we hadn’t even talked about, you know, the fact that he’d killed his parents. I didn’t even have the first clue how to bring that up. Again, now was not the time.
“I think he’s hungry,” Mouse said, getting Chry out of the car seat and handing him over to Ingram as she sat down on the couch.
That was when things got really crazy. I had a good idea what was about to happen and I was sure my parents did, and possibly even Mouse because from what I’d heard, he hadn’t left Ingram’s side all that often. And Ky wasn’t a complete idiot when it came to these things, so I was sure that he had to know as well. Ingram shifted the shoulder of her shirt slightly and hunched over as if trying to hide as much as possible.
“Oh, hell, no. Mouse, get the fuck out. Ingram, get a blanket or something. Those tits—breas—things on your chest are fucking private and you need to keep it that way. I get that he has to eat, and that is fine, no one but Chry is to see it.” His eyes cut over to Mouse. Luckily, Mouse was a smart man and had turned his back to Ingram.
“Ky,” I said and I swore I said his name almost too much, but as he looked at me and his face went from stone to only slightly hard, I knew all it took was me to call his name for him to get everything I didn’t say.
“Um, here,” Mouse called out as he held up something in the air.
My mom, being the awesome person that she was, rushed over and grabbed it out of his hand, then she was shaking it out as she made her way over to Ingram. She slid it over Ingram’s head until it rested around her neck. Now Ingram was wearing one of those baby curtain things that covered up the whole scene.
“There, now everyone’s happy,” I said letting Mouse know that he could turn around. He didn’t move.
“Well, I’m gonna go. Yep. Call me if you need anything,” Mouse said and his body started to turn around, but then he jerked to a stop before he got anywhere like he remembered why he was facing that way in the first place. “I’m going to…that way.” He walked to the back door and let himself out.
I suddenly felt very tired. The drive and the walk up the stairs into the house had worn me out. There was just one more problem…where the hell was everyone going to stay? The house had three bedrooms, all of them currently occupied. And if I was being honest, the thought of climbing the stairs to my room wasn’t appealing to me at all right now. I really hadn’t thought about this when I told my parents they could stay with us.
“I need to rest,” I stated, rubbing my head which was starting to throb.
“Go,” Mom said shooing me with her hands. “You too, Ky. I know you haven’t gotten much sleep the last few days. We’ll be here if Ingram and little Chry need anything.”
Ky looked at me unsure of what to do. I had a feeling it was more about where I was going to go and not my parents watching over his sister.
“I can’t make it upstairs to my bedroom,” I said swaying on my feet a little.
“Well, you guys can move into the spare and your father and I will take the top if you want.” Mom clearly hadn’t caught themypart of that statement.
Ky and I hadn’t actually slept together, like the lying in bed, cuddling and closed eyes kind of sleeping.
“Ky is staying in the spare,” I said hoping to keep it simple.
My mom looked at me, confusion creasing her forehead.
“This thing is new. Ingram needed a place to stay so they both moved in so he would be close to her. Ky only has his room at the clubhouse, that’s why.” I tried to answer all of her questions before she could ask them.
“I’ll take the couch, if you want,” Ky said and I swore I saw a flash of disappointment in his eyes.
“I’d rather you not.” Maybe I needed him close. Maybe I just needed him period. Whatever it was, there was no hesitation in my words.
His lips twitched with a smile, then he was walking over to me and giving me enough room to shuffle myself to the bedroom but close enough to where he could catch me if I fell.
Once the door closed behind us, I stripped down to my boxers, not caring one bit about anything. Ky’s wide eyes were almost comical and if I hadn’t been so wiped out, I would have made a comment about it.
“Just go for it Ky, it will feel freeing, I promise,” I said with a small smile because that was all I could muster.
With a shrug he whipped off his cut and shirt, then, almost too slowly, he dropped his pants. There he stood in his midnight black, tight boxer-briefs that didn’t hide how my mostly exposed body affected him. I couldn’t take my eyes off of it, I really couldn’t. Because I knew what that cock looked like. Fuck, I knew what that cock coulddo.
“In the bed, Chris,” he said commanding and almost strained. “You need your rest.”
I knew there wasn’t anything I could do with it but that didn’t mean my mind wasn’t think about all the things I wish we could be doing.
With a sigh, I carefully maneuvered my way in between the sheets. This bed was so much more comfortable than the one at the hospital and as my head hit the pillow, my body and mind gave out.
