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Colt
“What the heck is this?”
I sat up in bed on… Hell, I didn’t know what day it was, nor was I certain whether it was morning or afternoon. The drapes were still drawn, and time had all melded into one long, depressing sludge. Did Kiki want breakfast? I should make her breakfast. No. Wait. I’d already done that before I took her to the Snyders’ place. Why were Brooke and Luca standing in my room? And Aaron? And was that Nico standing behind them with Meli? I squinted into the gloom. Yes. Yes, it was.
Shit.
Brooke put her hands on her hips. “This is an intervention.”
“A what?”
Kiki darted past Brooke. “Daddy, you smell really bad.”
“Have you even taken a shower this week?” Brooke asked.
“The docs said to keep the dressing on my shoulder dry.”
Aaron took his sister’s side. Tra
