Darn Stupid Brother You Are by Mairee

Chapter 80

(Hande's POV)

The cool evening breeze brushed against my skin as I followed Eddie down the narrow, dimly lit path that led to the center's maintenance yard. It was quiet here, a little too quiet, but that was what we needed. Eddie had insisted it was the safest spot to avoid prying eyes.

The area was surrounded by tall wire fences overgrown with creeping vines. Old benches and rusty equipment were scattered across the lot, forgotten and untouched for who knows how long. The faint glow of the center's floodlights in the distance gave the place an eerie, golden hue. Eddie had dragged a couple of crates together to make a table, and he'd even managed to scavenge a blanket for us to sit on.

"Not bad for a last-minute setup, huh?" Eddie

grinned as he spread his arms wide like he was presenting some grand masterpiece.

I raised an eyebrow, trying to hide my amusement. "You call this a date? I feel like I'm about to get interrogated in some dystopian movie."

Eddie clutched his chest dramatically. "Ouch, Hande. That cuts deep. You wound me."

I couldn't help but laugh. "Alright, fine. It's... charming."

"Charming?" He scoffed, plopped down on the blanket and patted the spot beside him. "I'll take it. Come on, before someone spots us and ruins the vibe."

I hesitated for a moment and glanced around. The place was secluded enough, but the thought of being caught still made me nervous. But Eddie's easygoing smile was contagious, and I found myself sitting down beside him. "So, what's on the menu tonight?" I teased, gesturing to the empty crates.

Eddie dramatically pulled out two slightly crushed granola bars from his pocket. "Only the finest cuisine for my lady."

I laughed again and shook my head. "You're ridiculous."

"But you like it," he said whilst wiggling his eyebrows.

Maybe I did.

suffocating as the center. He told me about his childhood, about the time he and his cousin had accidentally set a field on fire trying to make a homemade rocket. I told him about my brother, about how he used to sneak me out of

of here?" I asked softly, my gaze fixed on the

took my hand. "Yeah, we will. And when we do, I'm taking you

him, and my heart did a little flip. "You

"But until then, you're

smiled and leaned into him.

arm around my shoulders. "You could do a

his voice

late," he said and leaned in closer. His face was inches from mine, and for once, he wasn't joking. The playful glint in his eyes softened into something deeper, something

I didn't pull away.

and gentle, like he was afraid I'd break if he pressed

His goofy charm returned

his. "Don't let it go to your

the rest of the evening talking and laughing, wrapped up in each other. For a little while,

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(Thomas's POV)

faint glow of the moonlight. We'd found a quiet spot near the edge of the center's grounds, away from the noise and chaos. It wasn't much, but it was ours. "You're staring again," she

bothering to deny it. "Can you blame

her eyes but didn't hide the blush that

you love it," I said and stepped closer. She didn't

Or at least, as close to mine as anyone could be in a place like this. We

quiet tonight," I said as I brushed my thumb over her knuckles. "What's on your

the horizon. "Just...

Hendrix. "You're