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bugging out. As soon as she says goodbye to her mother,
I’m taking her home so she can rest.”
“Right.” Seth snickered. “So she can rest.”
He sliced a glare at his brother. “I’d like to see you
spend all day walking around on a narrow metal rod,
then get through the evening making polite conversation
in the middle of phantom pain that feels like knives
ripping into skin and bone and muscle. You have no idea
what it took Maggie to face everyone here. She’s been
through enough tonight, so I’m taking her home. If
you’ve got a problem with that, too damn bad.”
His voice trailed off when he realized both of his
brothers were gazing at him with odd expressions.
“What?”
Seth shook his head. “Man, you have got it bad.”
Yeah, he’d had it bad for so long he couldn’t
remember what it felt like not to have it, but he couldn’t
quite figure out what he’d said to tip them off. “I don’t
know what you’re talking about,” he muttered.
“Maggie know how you feel about her?” Wade asked
slowly, his eyes serious.
Did she? He had told her a hundred different ways, but
he’d never actually put his feelings into words. “She
knows I’m concerned about her physical well-being, yes.”
Wade and Seth looked at each other, then treated
Jake to identical smirks. He had a strong urge to punch
one or both of them. Seth was the logical choice as he
was the youngest—and pounding him would provide
the added benefit of messing up that pretty face.
He actually caught himself flexing his fist and jerking
back his forearm but then he decided he was a physi-