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“Creed’s right,” Keelan said. “You’ve shared enough. The rest you can share with us when you’re ready.”

I nodded.

Knox stood from the table and headed for the kitchen. “We should eat dinner, anyways.”

Keelan followed him and the both of them pulled dishes out of the oven and brought them over to the table. Knox had made baked chicken, homemade French fries, and coleslaw.

“It’s not the chicken nuggets and French fries you were wanting, but I figured once you sobered up you’d want a somewhat healthier version,” Knox said, watching me.

I looked back at my food. “You did this for me?”

Knox shrugged and started putting food on his plate.

Creed went to grab the tongs to pick up some chicken and Keelan smacked his hand away. “Since you’ve already eaten, you can go last.”

Colt snorted and hid his mouth behind my hand that he was still holding. When he caught me staring, he cleared his throat. “Sorry.”

Keelan took the tongs, picked up a piece of chicken, and put it on my plate.

“I was going to serve Shiloh,” Creed deadpanned.

“Well, you’ve serviced her enough tonight,” Keelan said in a put-off tone.

Everything Keelan had been saying to Creed registered in my head at that moment and I blushed. Colt kissed the back of my hand to comfort me.

Creed straightened in his chair. “Sounds like you’re jealous.”

The glare Keelan fixed on Creed surprised me. It wasn’t a look I’d ever seen on his happy and carefree face. “What if I am?” he asked Creed.

“I didn’t think pretty boys got jealous,” Creed snapped.

Keelan smirked. “Sounds like I’m not the only one who’s jealous.”

I let go of Colt’s hand and stood. “Maybe I should go.”

Knox slammed his hand down on the table. “Enough!” he snapped at Keelan and Creed. Then he looked at me. “You don’t get to leave this house until you’ve eaten something.”

I arched a brow at him.

“Shiloh,” he said in a strained voice. “I will feed you myself if I have to.”

Pick your battles. Pick your battles.“I’d like to see you try and throw me over your shoulder now that I’m sober, you bench-pressing jerk face,” I muttered to myself as I plopped back in my chair. I angrily scooped coleslaw onto my plate. “I’m pretty sure I could take your giant butt to the floor in three moves.” I grabbed a large portion of fries next.

“I can hear everything you’re saying,” Knox grumbled.

I bit a fry in half. “You were supposed to.”

Keelan snorted from across the table, followed by Creed. That caused Colt to erupt with laughter. Keelan and Creed burst out next and the room filled up with the three of them laughing.

“I would pay to see Shiloh kick your ass,” Keelan wheezed at Knox in between laughs.

Knox rolled his eyes and dug into his food.

26

The next morning,I was still emotionally drained from the day before. I was kind of physically worn out, too, but that was because I’d gotten a good run in this morning. I’d needed it. Instead of running to escape the things I didn’t want to face, I’d tried to think through some stuff. Mainly about the guys. They all swore nothing had changed now that they knew. I was little reluctant to truly believe them.

I was still mad at Knox. I had forgiven Colt and Creed. Keelan really hadn’t done anything wrong, but he’d still pulled me aside last night and apologized. Knox had yet to express any remorse. I couldn’t look at him without replaying how I’d thrown myself at him and begged him to kiss me in my head.