17. Ride

Airk’s pov

Every night, I slept in Brax’s room. Either he asked me or I just showed up. Partly because I didn’t want to stay in my room and see Argo. We talk most nights in his or my room, but he needed to apologize to me first.

When we were little, whenever we fought, we just pretended nothing had happened. It was just back to business as usual without ever mentioning the fight again.

But we were adults now, and I couldn’t let his hurtful words slide. We both needed to apologize, but if I said sorry first, he would just brush over his side of our argument.

I did feel guilty seeing Argo so frustrated. He wasn’t able to train, and that was usually his outlet for his anger or hurt.

"Are you thinking about Argo again?" Brax asked, stretching his arms before wrapping them around me.

While we had spent every night together, we hadn’t done much more than kiss and touch each other. I think Brax knew I wasn’t ready, and he made sure that when he did touch me, it was because I asked him to.

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