“And you? Still ugly as ever, Norlan,” I muttered with a hand on my waist.
Norlan laughed. “And you still reek of overpriced whiskey and questionable decisions. Some things never change.”
I smirked. “Neither does your inability to dress like someone with an ounce of self-
respect.”
Norlan glanced down at his black shirt–half unbuttoned–paired with dark pants and boots. He made a show of brushing off imaginary dust. “This? This is fashion, Kester. You wouldn’t understand. Too busy brooding in dark rooms, I imagine.”
I scoffed, finally setting my glass down on the table. “You say that like you don’t do the
same damn thing.”
“Ah, but I brood with style. There’s a difference.”
Norlan barked out a laugh, crossing the room in two strides before grabbing me in a tight
embrace. I returned it, slapping his back once before pulling away.
“Shit, I missed you,” he admitted, his tone dropping just a notch.
“Missed you too, dumbass,” I muttered before stepping back and studying him. “What brings you to the pack?”
“Just got back last night,” he said, flopping onto the couch, “Figured I should check on my favorite psycho before he gets into any real trouble.‘
I scoffed, grabbing the bottle of whiskey from the table and pouring myself another drink. “You’re late. I am already handling the trouble part without you.”
Norlan arched a brow. “Should I be worried?”
I took a slow sip, letting the burn settle before answering. “Depends. Ever heard the name
Karina?”
His expression darkened for half a second before it smoothed back. “Can say I have. And even if I haven’t, as long as she’s got that look on your face, I already don’t like her.”
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iontun’s smirk returned. “How about the fact that I ram into fame this morning? She linked like she’d just won the fucking lottery.” He tilted his head, eyes glinting with amusement. “Still as stunning as I remember from college, man.”
I scoffed.
Was he admiring my fiancée? Yes.
Was I offended? Fuck, no.
In fact, I wished he’d take his admiration for Jume seriously. I’d buy him a suit for the wedding myself.
“You know you can have her, right?” I mused, plucking a shirt from my closet and shrugging it on. “Never fucked her.. So,, she’s still untouched by your best friend. Nothing to worry about.”
Norlan exhaled a soft laugh, shaking his head. “That’s hilarious.”
That was all he said. Nothing else..
Interesting.
“Come on.” I gestured toward the door. “Let’s go to the living room. I’ll get you a drink.”
Norlan and I had a lot of catching up to do, and the three hours we spent eating, drinkii
and talking still wasn’t enough.
There were no distractions. Mom and her husband had fucked off to some function and
wouldn’t be back till later tonight–good. I couldn’t be more thankful.
Norlan leaned back in his chair, glass dangling between his fingers as he shot me a knowing smirk.. “So, whene is she? Can’t I get to say hello?”
I took a slow sip off my whiskey before replying, letting the burn settle before answering
“She’s a bit occupiull att the moment, Norlan. But I’d see to it that you say hii before leaving,” I replied.
I didn’t want to bother Kasmine. She must be resting like I told her to. Butt this is Notla He wasn’t just anythudly he was my brother in all but blood. I’ll get her to come and są
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hi before he leaves.
The mood kept getting lighter as we laughed at a series of silly jokes and taunts until about 3 PM when we heard a knock on the front door.
“Expecting someone else?” Norlan asked mid–laugh, and I shook my head and set my glass down.
“I’ll check it out.” I stood up and walked to the door, hoping it wasn’t pack matters as
usual. I could use some mental rest.
But by the time I opened the door, I instantly wished it was pack matters. Because the person standing by the door was more tedious than any matter I would have had to
handle.
“Hello, Kester. Thought I should stop by.”
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