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Chapter Five
“Good morning Les,” Xavier said as he walked into the police department. Les looked
at him and shook his head. Xavier’s hope that Randy would see him this time plummeted. In the weeks that Randy had been held awaiting trial, his brother refused to speak to Xavier.
Between the interviews with the attorneys and police officers, Xavier had hung on to the belief that he could patch things up with Randy. That belief was rapidly giving way to the reality that his brother truly hated him and wanted nothing to do with him.
“He still don’t want to see you,” Les said bluntly. “I can ask him again if you want, but…”
“Please,” Xavier grumbled, rubbing at his chest. His brother’s rejection always hit him like a physical pain. Les nodded, got up and headed off to the cells where the inmates awaiting trial were held. Xavier debated once again whether or not he should post bail for Randy—the man had once had more than enough money to do so himself, but he’d blown it all on fast cars and men. But the truth was, he didn’t trust Randy not to run.
“Might be that you need to accept Randy doesn’t want to see you.”
Xavier looked up from the floor he hadn’t really been seeing as Les returned. As much as he hated to admit it, he was afraid Les was right. If it were only that easy. It was just that everything in his life seemed to be changing. Randy had turned into a man Xavier didn’t know or like, and Billy was always off with Liam, and—and god damn it, Xavier was lonely and didn’t know what to do about it. And Les was looking at him with that stoic expression, the one that probably made criminals cringe. “Maybe,” Xavier admitted, and it burned his throat to squeak even that out.
Les’ expression softened and he came closer. He laid a hand on Xavier’s shoulder and drilled him with an intense look. “It isn’t your fault Randy turned out like he did. You didn’t make him take drugs or assault Billy. Randy’s thirty-three years old, Xavier. More than old enough to know right from wrong.”
“I know.” And he did, but that didn’t make the pain in his chest go away.
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“Go home,” Les said softly, squeezing his shoulder. Then Les shocked Xavier by
grinning, something Xavier rarely saw him do. “Or better yet, go talk to Adam. Charlene was supposed to make some of her cookies, and those chocolate ones will about make anyone feel better.”
Xavier nodded. Maybe that’s what he needed—someone to talk to, and Adam was a
pretty cool guy. Plus, he’d had some of Charlene’s cookies when Adam had brought them into work a while back. There was no doubt Adam’s mom could back and possibly bring
about world peace with those cookies. “All right, I might just do that. Thanks, Les.”
“Yup.” Les thumped him on the back. “Go on then, and maybe think about giving
Randy time to consider what he’s done. Might be best to let him make the next step between y’all.”
“I’ll think about it.” It wasn’t like Xavier was making any progress with his repeated attempts to see Randy.
By the time he got home, Xavier was desperate for something to take his mind off his troubles. The memory of angry hazel eyes flitted through his mind as they often had the past few weeks. Chase Murphy had made an impression, but the way the man had completely
ignored him once Adam had arrived at the hospital had really stung. Xavier got the message.
Chase wasn’t interested. It was a waste of time to think about him, yet Xavier found himself doing so anyway.
As usual, his dick perked up and Xavier groaned. That damn thing seemed to think thoughts of Chase preceded a stroke session. Which, yeah, if Xavier was alone. Today, though, he just didn’t have the energy to bother with beating off. Instead he walked aimlessly around the house and then up the outside steps before he realised what he
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