Only Two Can End Up Happy [ book 2 ]

twenty-one

Boston~
Three weeks later...

"I appreciate it, don't get me wrong, but I'm broken, not dying." Juliette smiles, taking the plate from my hands.

Since her accident, I've felt like I need to be more of a brother to her. I care about her, more than I thought I did.

"It's his love language," Olivia mentions; I shake my head.

"Well, Ill accept it then." She says, taking a bite of the sandwich I made her. "I do think it's a little weird that you're just watching me eat it though." She confesses.

"He has a staring problem." Olivia nudges my shoulder.

"I didn't know it was bully Boston day today," I jokingly scoff, walking out of Juliette's bedroom.

There's faint giggling coming from it, as I walk through the maze that is Greysons house.

A few moments later, I can hear olivia coming up behind me, the tapping of her shoes against the tile give her exact position away.

She wraps her arms around me, her head resting between my shoulder blades.

"Hey," I softly say, turning towards her. A mischievous smile is spread across her lips.

"She won't admit it, but she likes having you around. She says you're the fun brother." Olivia quietly tells me.

"She only says that because she's spent the last 16 years with Greyson,"

"Boston,"

"What?"

"Don't say that. And especially not to her. She cares about you, and you care about her. Stop trying to deny it." Olivia bluntly states.

"Oh for the love of fuck," I smile, placing a gentle kiss on her lips.

"Hey, don't try and change the topic," She pushes away. "I love it when you kiss me and all, but seriously?" She puts her hands on her hips, p
trying to be angry. It's cute.

"I mean, if you say so." I say, running a finger down her nose. She rolls her eyes at me.

"Boston I'm being serious."

"I'm being serious."

"Then start acting like it. That poor girl has seen some horrific things. You and Greyson are the only two people left in her life; She needs you guys."