77-He Has A Habit Of Losing What He Loves

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“What are you doing?” I immediately pulled off to the corner and got trapped by the wall on one side and Maynard on the other side.

“What? I am just coming closer to talk in whispers. You don’t want them to wake up and interrupt us. I have something really urgent to talk about,” He got argumentative, lowering his eyebrows and bringing them together as if it made sense that he must slip into the bed with me.

“It’s inappropriate,” I complained, sitting up in the bed and passing a quick stare at my sleeping mates.

“What is? We are mates,” Maynard got up after me but didn’t leave the bed.

“If you are worried because of them then don’t be. When has your worry ever concerned them? They have both played you in ways and never looked back to check up on you. Maybe it’s time you stop thinking about them and start worrying about yourself,” Maynard held forth, vertical wrinkles appearing between his eyebrows.

“You are not wrong!” I whispered, easing up in the bed with him.

“Besides, we are just cuddling,” he said under his breath and got me to raise my brow at him, “I’m kidding!” he retreated.

I subtly relaxed under the blanket to hear him say what he wished me to hear.

“So, you said it was something urgent,” I whispered, turning my side to him. The fuck! He was sexy af.

I have never seen him from this close. The little smirk curling his lip up hinted he was aware of my thoughts.

throat to break

I repeated

wanted to say sorry,” he mouthed and my face

slid into the

in the same bed as you, let me finish first. I have made mistakes and sometimes fiddled about but I was just jealous,” he paused just to see my eyes grow to double their original size, “Yeah! Make fun. But I began to bear a grudge whenever I saw you with Thiago. In my head, he was miles ahead of me in

could respond was with that weird sound that didn’t convey my emotions to him

for me to answer him. “It’s not a very bad thing,” hiding my smile, I casually gave a little nudge to my eyebrows to sound carefree. “So

is your last chance,” i rested my face on the pillow, and

I thought all my mates were dumb and self-serving, I was

I watched his eyelids forcing to meet. He must be tired and so was I. I let him be the first to doze

regard for what we will face if the others woke up before us and saw

about me, why should I care

woke up to tumult. My eyelids were still heavy and my thoughts were all over the place. The bright light penetrating my eyes directly from the window even made it harder for

pushed my body up and finished yawning, I surveyed the room and found

was just not what I needed for the day Now I

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A Habit Of Losing What He

have we ever touched

ask me that question right now,” Thiago’s attention turned directly to Maynard and I noticed the little peek he did behind his shoulder at

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