Page 8 of Fight or Flight
Killian glances at me.
“Samesies,” I confirm.
Killian starts to say something, but he’s cut off when the door to our room opens.
“Good meeting?” Felix asks as he and Myles come into our room.
“Let’s just say that’s two hours of our lives we won’t be getting back,” Killian says as Felix comes to sit next to him.
“That sucks.” Felix leans in for a kiss, which Killian happily gives him.
“Gag,” Xave says loudly when their kiss goes from a quick hello to one involving lots of tongue and Killian gripping Felix’s chin to hold him in place so he can ravage his mouth. “I’m not sure which is worse: watching you two fight like feral cats for almost ten years, or having to watch you suck face and give each other mooneyes every time I’m in your orbit now that you don’t hate each other.”
Finally breaking the kiss, both Killian and Felix flip Xave off.
“It’s hard to picture them fighting,” Myles says as he sits next to Jax, who promptly leans in and pecks a quick kiss against Myles’s lips. “I heard the rumors about how they couldn’t even be in the same room together, and now they’re so…adorable.”
Jax snickers. “They weren’t always like this. The fighting was real.”
“Was it fighting, or was it years-long foreplay?” I ask teasingly.
“Definitely years-long foreplay.” Jax loosely drapes his arm over Myles’s shoulder.
“Shut up,” Felix says, snuggling into Killian’s side. “What happened at the meeting?” He flicks his gaze to Myles. “Or can you not talk about it?”
“Should I go?” Myles looks around the room nervously.
“Nope.” Jax pulls Myles closer to him.
“But if you need to talk about house business…”
“Don’t worry about it, kid.” Using my feet, I swing my desk chair in a slow arc. “You’re good. The meeting was a whole lotta nothing.”
He shoots me a small smile but doesn’t look convinced.
Unlike us, Felix and Myles aren’t members of the Rebels. That means we’re not supposed to talk about house business with them, but some rules were made to be broken.
We use our discretion, of course, but both guys, especially Felix, are unique cases, so we tell them what they need to know.
Myles is what we call a first gen, meaning he’s the first of his family to be invited to study here at Silvercrest. First gens live under a different set of rules than the rest of us, and they’re forbidden from having anything to do with any of the four frats on campus, including the Rebels. He normally wouldn’t even be allowed in the dorm because of his first gen status, but he and Jax being together changes things. So does his working with us to improve our security, so we aren’t as tight-lipped as the rules say we should be around him.
Felix is a different story altogether because not only is he Killian’s stepbrother and our step-cousin, he’s also under Rebel protection after multiple attempts were made on his life at the beginning of the year. He’s also Killian’s roommate, and the only person in the history of the Rebels to live in Hamilton House while not being a member. That gives him a weird status where he’s not one of us, but he’s still part of the day-to-day workings of the frat, so he’s privy to a ton of information that would usually only be told to members.
We’ve all known Felix for over a decade, and he’s been part of the family for the past six years. We weren’t friends, or even friendly, until the shit with him nearly getting offed went down, but it wasn’t much of an adjustment to shift him from the“periphery family member we fuck with because he fucks with us” to the “one of us” category.
Myles and Jax have only been together for a few months now, and while their meet-cute is anything but adorable and their entire relationship came to be because Jax stalked Myles, he’s as much a part of us as Felix is.
He just hasn’t completely internalized that yet and still has moments where he thinks of himself as an outsider we tolerate because he’s with Jax and not as a part of the group.
“Nothing?” Felix asks.
“Not a damn thing,” Killian says. “Just a lot of talking and not a lot of explaining.”
Felix shoots him a confused look.
“They basically told us to be on the lookout for something but didn’t tell us what it was,” Killian explains.
“How are you supposed to watch out for something if you don’t know what you’re supposed to be watching out for?” Felix asks.
