Lover Boy [Book 2]

Chapter 7

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"Stiles, you better be up." I said as I walked down the hall towards his room, opening his bedroom door and seeing he was lying face-down, half-dressed on his bed. "...you might want to put on some pants." I went into his drawers and grabbed him a pair of pants, tossing it at him as he rolled onto his back.

"What're you doing here?" Stiles asked tiredly as he got his pants on, standing up.

"Noah called me as he was going to work. Said to check in on you to make sure you didn't fall back asleep." I answered him.

    Stiles smiled softly and walked over to me. "How's Brett?"

    "He's okay. Deaton got the poison out of him." I answered, "did you get the list from Lydia last night? She should have sent it to you and Scott."

    Stiles nodded. "Yeah. And you were at the top of the list at $26 million. Now you see why I don't want you going anywhere alone?"

    "I'll be fine, Stiles. I haven't died yet."

    "That's not exactly reassuring." he replied.

    "Stiles," I placed my hands on his shoulders. "I'll be okay. If it makes you feel better, I'll have Uncle Peter with me at all times."

    Stiles sighed. "Oddly, that does make me feel better."

    "Good. Now eat something before we head to school. And coffee doesn't count." I said, turning to head out of his room.

"Wait, wait wait." Stiles grabbed onto my hand and pulled me back to him, kissing me and smiling. "Good morning."

I smiled up at him and kissed him gently. "Morning. Now go eat something."

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"Sorry, guys. Liam skipped my class. Maybe he's sick...like me..." Coach said as he blew his nose.

    Scott, Mason, and I walked out of Coach's office; the halls packed with students talking and rushing to their next class.

"Liam didn't look sick on our run..." Mason said.

Scott looked up from his phone and sighed. "He's not getting back to any of my texts."

"Me, either." Mason said, looking at me. "Parker?"

"Nope." I shook my head, and looked at Scott, then Mason. "Don't worry—we'll find him. But, text us if you see him."

"All right." Mason nodded, and went off to his class.

Scott's phone rang and he picked up immediately. "Liam?"

"Sounds like you already know the answer to that, Scott..."