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Nothingness. Their bond would dissipate into nothingness.
Nausea rolled through Lachlan. Everything in his body rejected Grady’s words. Losing Kit, not having him as a familiar,not having him in his life—just the thought sent Lachlan into a wild panic.
“No.” Lachlan shook his head. “No. Not that.”
Grady squeezed Lachlan’s shoulder. “Then I think you have only one option left, little brother.”
Lachlan frowned. “I guess… I guess I do.”
Grady gave him a wry smile. “And uh… I should probably tell you. You and Kit were not exactly quiet last night. Be prepared for everyone knowing what you got up to.” Grady clapped Lachlan on the shoulder. “Thin walls and all. But I’m glad to hear you enjoyed your first time.” Grady chuckled.
Lachlan’s jaw dropped as embarrassment flooded his entire body.
Grady laughed even harder.
CHAPTER 17
With deft movements, Cas intricately folded the red-coloured paper into a star. “And once it’s done, you can attach ribbon or string and hang them up.” Cas lifted the newly created decoration. “We can hang them up everywhere using all different coloured bits of paper.”
“It looks complicated.” Graal took the star from Cas and examined it.
“See how you go. I’ll show you how to make it, step by step.” Cas placed a hand on Graal’s thigh before handing out bits of paper to Briar, Wulfric, Leo, and Kit.
Kit took a gold piece of paper. He glanced around the apartment and held in a sigh.
He’d woken to an empty bed, no sign of Lachlan anywhere. After their night together, he’d thought things had changed.
But then he’d woken alone. He didn’t know what to think now.
When Kit had emerged from the room and asked where Lachlan was, Grady’s response had been, “He’s down in the bakery.” He’d taken one look at Kit’s face, sighed, and said, “I’ll go speak to him.”
Kit had wanted to go to Lachlan. But Grady had suggested he stay and let Grady talk to his brother first. Then Kit had sat in the main room by the fire, whilst others tried to get him to eat and drink tea. Now they made Christmas decorations.
Kit copied Cas, making stars one after another. The others talked and sang Christmas carols. Kit didn’t. He tried not to think about what Lachlan was saying to Grady downstairs. But it was no use. He could think of nothing but Lachlan.
The door opened. Grady and Lachlan appeared.
Kit perked up but stayed where he was. Lachlan removed his robes and turned. Their gazes held. Lachlan took a deep breath. Then he walked straight towards Kit.
Kit’s heart thumped against his ribcage. Desperately he tried to read Lachlan’s expression and sense his mood.
He’s nervous.
Kit’s throat tightened.
“Are you going to join us?” Cas asked. “We’re making Christmas stars.”
“Aren’t there enough decorations?” Lachlan glanced around the room, giving a weak smile.
Cas scoffed. “There is no such thing as too many Christmas decorations, brother dearest.”
Lachlan looked at Kit. “Actually, I wanted to talk to Kit. In private.”
Kit jumped to his feet. “Yes! We can talk.”
Lachlan led the way to his room, Kit on his heels, body vibrating with tension. Lachlan closed the door behind them. Kit stood fixed in the middle of the room, watching every minute movement Lachlan made.
“Let’s sit.” Lachlan gestured to his bed.