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The bedrooms at the back of the Brotherhood&039;s ardens, but a second-story terrace

Which rab some fresh air before you faced the rest of the household

The second the shutters lifted for the evening, Qhuinn opened the French doors by his bureau and walked into the brisk night Bracing his pal the weight of his chest easily He was dressed for war in his leathers and shitkickers, but he&039;d left his weapons inside

Staring out over the battened-down flower beds and the spindly fruit trees that had yet to bloom, he felt the cool, smooth stone under his hands and the breeze in his still-daht pull of the muscles across the s la up frolowing all over the house, the war out onto the lawn and the patio on the lower level

Pretty fucking ironic--to feel so hollow because Blay finally got fulfilled

Nostalgia dropped its rose-tinted lens and through it he saw back to all those nights at Blay&039;s, the two of the PS2, drinking beer, watching vids There had been serious and i in training classes and what ga out over the huelina Jolie or anybody else in a skirt

Angelina had alon And Lash had always been an asshole And Mortal Kombat had still ruled back then

God, they hadn&039;t even had Guitar Hero World Tour out in those days

The thing was, he and Blay had always seen eye-to-eye, and in Qhuinn&039;s world, where everyone hated his ass, having someone who understood him and accepted hiht in the North fucking Pole

Now, though it was hard to comprehend how they&039;d started out so close He and Blay were on two different paths Having once had everything in co except the enemy--and even there, Qhuinn had to stick with John, so it wasn&039;t like he and Blay were partners

Shit, the adult in his went But the child in him mourned the lossof a weather seal

From out of a dark room that was not his own, Blay stepped onto the terrace He earing a black silk dressing robe and was in bare feet, his hair wet from the shower

There were bite marks on his neck

He stopped as Qhuinn stood up from the balustrade

"Oh hey," Blay said, and i sure the door he&039;d coh was shut

Saxton was in there, Qhuinn thought Sleeping on sheets they&039;dback inside," Qhuinn said, jabbing over his shoulder with his thu"

Blay crossed his arms over his chest and looked out over the view "Yes It&039;s chilly"

After a uy stepped over toward the balustrade and the scent of his soap burrowed into Qhuinn&039;s nose

Neither of them moved

Before he left, Qhuinn cleared his throat and threw hiht?"

God, his voice was hoarse

Blay took a deep breath Then nodded "Yeah It was good It was right"

Qhuinn&039;s eyes shifted away from his buddy--and just happened to measure the distance down to the stone patio below Het the ies of those two out of his head

Of course, it would also turn his brain into scra?

Saxton and Blay Blay and Saxton

Shit, he&039;d been quiet awhile "I&039;lad I want you to be happy"

Blay didn&039;t corateful, by the way For what you did Thought it was a little overkill, but he said you alere secretly chivalrous"

Oh, yeah Totally That shit was his uy would think if he knew Qhuinn wanted to drag hieous blond hair Maybe stretch hiravel by the fountain and run him over with the Huravel wasn&039;t the right surface Better to drive the Huht into the foyer and do it there You wanted so really hard beneath the body--like you would if you were pounding a cutlet on a cutting board

He&039;s your cousin, for godsakes, a ser half of him countered

Before he totally freaked out and rocked a multiple personality disorder, he stepped back fro "Well, I&039;d better go I&039; out with John and Xhex"

"I&039;ll be down in ten e"

As Qhuinn looked at his best friend&039;s handsome face, he felt as if he&039;d never not known that red hair, those blue eyes, those lips, that jaw And it was because of their long history that he searched for soet them back to where they had been

All that ca bad it hurts, but I don&039;t kno to find you even though you&039;re right in front of me

"Okay," Qhuinn said "See you down at First Meal"

"Okay"

Qhuinn got his ass in gear and walked over to the door to his roorip around the cold brass handle, his voice rang out of his throat, loud and clear: "Blay"

"Yeah?"

"You take care of yourself"

Now Blay&039;s voice was hoarse to the point of cracking "Yeah You, too"

Because of course, "take care of you" hat Qhuinn always said when he was letting soo

He went back inside and shut the door Moving uns and picked up his leather jacket

Funny, he could barely reinity He recalled the female, of course, but the experience hadn&039;t asotten since Just a lot of fun, lot of sweaty gasping, lot of targets identified and realized

Nothing but fucking that was easily forgotten